Good-day to you, my dear.

Don't let the incident prey on your mind,' he said to Alice.

'Bless your heart, I was a boy once myself, unlikely as you may think it.

Good-bye.' We were in time to see the pigs bought after all.
I asked Alice what on earth it was she'd scribbled inside the beastly jugs, and she owned that just to make the lark complete she had written 'Sucks' in one of the jugs, and 'Sold again, silly', in the other.
But we know well enough who it was that was sold.

And if ever we have any Antiquities to tea again, they shan't find so much as a Greek waistcoat button if we can help it.
Unless it's the President, for he did not behave at all badly.