"Whose cigarette case is this ?" "Uncle Caspar's--I mean Count Halfont's.

He's got another, so he won't miss this one.

I'm going to leave some worms in it when I put it back in his desk.

He'll think the fairies did it.

Do you believe in fairies ?" "Certainly, Peter," said Truxton, engaged in impaling a stubborn worm.
"My name isn't Peter," said the Prince coldly.
"I was thinking of Peter Pan.