"Is your money all safe?
And if you buy a ten dollar suit of clothes the dealer ought to throw in the necktie to bind the bargain.

And see that they're all wool, Uncle John." "What, the neckties ?" "No, the clothes.

Good-bye, and don't be late to dinner.

Mary might scold." "I'll remember.

Good-bye, my dear." Patsy was almost singing for joy when she walked into Madam Borne's hair-dressing establishment.
"Don't take off your things," said the Madam, sharply, "Your services are no longer required." Patsy looked at her in amazement.