"Good ole Allie!" he said.

"HONEST, you wouldn't run in fourth place.

If I was you I'd never even start in the class.

That frozen-face gang will rule you off the track soon as they see your colours." "Walter!" his mother said again.
"Well, ain't I her brother ?" he returned, seeming to be entirely serious and direct, for the moment, at least.

"_I_ like the ole girl all right.
Fact is, sometimes I'm kind of sorry for her." "But what's it all ABOUT ?" Alice cried.