Patsy was softly crying at the loss of her friend.
Then Kenneth laughed, and the sound sent a nervous shiver through the group.
"Tato's a brick!" announced the boy, audaciously.

"Can't you see, you stupids, that the thing is a good joke on us all?
Or are you too thin skinned to laugh at your own expense ?" "Oh, we can laugh," responded Uncle John, gravely.

"But if Tato's a brick it's because she is hard and insensible.

The loss of the money doesn't hurt me, but to think the wicked little lass made me love her when she didn't deserve it is the hardest blow I have ever received." That made Patsy sob outright, while Louise ejaculated, with scorn: "The little wretch!" "It serves us right for having confidence in a child reared to crime and murder from the cradle," said Arthur, rather savagely.

"I don't know how much money I am worth, but I'd gladly spend another thirty thousand to bring this wretched creature to justice." "Money won't do it," declared the lawyer, shaking his head regretfully.
"The rascals are too clever to be caught in Europe.