Before we came to Canada no one told us that the kitchen stoves invariably smoked.

Had they done so I should have chosen another country.

However, as I say to my children, we must make the best of it now.

There's no use crying; there's no use lamenting.

It only harasses their father." The last words were said with a sharp glance of reproof at Blue and Red.
This mother never forgot the bringing up of her children in any one's presence, but she readily forgot the presence of others in her remarks to her children.
"But you aren't making the best of it," said the visitor.