A roll of parchment or something.' So we had old newspapers rolled up, and carried them in our hands.

We took the Globe and the Westminster Gazette because they are pink and green.

The Dentist wore his white sandshoes, sandalled with black tape, and bare legs.

They really looked almost as good as bare feet.
'We OUGHT to have peas in our shoes,' he said.

But we did not think so.
We knew what a very little stone in your boot will do, let alone peas.
Of course we knew the way to go to Canterbury, because the old Pilgrims' Road runs just above our house.