They are just like pigs in a sty." "Poor dears!" said Juliet.
"Oh, they're horrors!" declared Mrs.Fielding.

"They fling stones at the car if we go within half-a-mile of them.

And they are such a drunken set.
Go round the other way, Jack,--round by Fairharbour! Miss Moore will enjoy that." "Thank you," said Juliet, with her friendly smile.

"I am enjoying it very much." They travelled forty miles before they ran back again into Little Shale, and the children were reassembling for afternoon school as they neared the Court gates.
"Put me down here!" Juliet said.

"I can run down the hill.