"Well, you're not the first, and I don't suppose you'll be the last.

How's Teddy ?" "Get your tea," retorted Miss Kybird, "and don't make that scraping noise on the bottom of the jar with your knife.

It puts my teeth on edge." "So it does mine," said Mr.Nugent, "but there's a black currant down there, and I mean to have it.

'Waste not, want not.'" "Make him put that knife down," said Miss Kybird, as her mother entered the room.

Mrs.Kybird shook her head at him.