"Poor dear, poor dear! And they say you won't ever be able to walk again!" "Who says that ?" asked Phebe, laughing.

"I shall be a terrible disappointment to them." "'Tain't her legs at all; it's her shoulders," said Olly, as he emerged from his corner, chewing Europe into a pasteboard bull.

"What have you got in that paper ?" "Oh, the blessed child, and I was forgetting it.

My dear, it's just a little sponge-cake I made free to bring you, it turned out so light.
Don't you think you could eat a bit perhaps ?" "My, but it looks good!" said Olly, approaching a hungry finger and poking at it softly.

"I'll get a knife." "I hope you don't allow any such trash as that about, Miss Vernor," said Mrs.Upjohn, sharply, in the middle of her discussion of Jane's demerits.
"Phebe ought to be exceedingly careful what she eats for a great while to come.