Just look, now, how the dish looks!" "How the dish looks!" said Ransom mockingly.

"None of your business." "It is not right.

Don't Ransom!" Daisy said, as his hand was extended for a fourth meringue.
"Want 'em for yourself ?" said Ransom sneeringly.

"I say, Alexander--here's a game! Here's something just fit for a man's luncheon in a summer day--something nice and light and nourishing.

Here's a lark pie--I know what it is, for I saw Joanna making it.