"Every word." "Well," said Mr.Pidgen, "that's more than any one else has ever done." "I'd rather be with you," said the boy very confidently, "than Mr.Lasher.
I'd rather write stories than preach sermons that no one wants to listen to." Then more timidly he continued: "I know what you meant about the man who comes when you're a baby.

I remember him quite well, but I never can say anything because they'd say I was silly.

Sometimes I think he's still hanging round only he doesn't come to the vicarage much.

He doesn't like Mr.Lasher much, I expect.

But I _do_ remember him.