We knew it would have been about brushing your hair and wearing gloves, so Oswald said, 'Good-bye', and turned haughtily away, before she could begin, and so did the others.

No one but that kind of black beady tight lady would say 'little boys'.

She is like Miss Murdstone in David Copperfield.

I should like to tell her so; but she would not understand.

I don't suppose she has ever read anything but Markham's History and Mangnall's Questions--improving books like that.
When we got home we found all four of those who had ridden in the cab sitting in our sitting-room--we don't call it nursery now--looking very thoroughly washed, and our girls were asking polite questions and the others were saying 'Yes' and 'No', and 'I don't know'.