You can trifle with your breakfast and seem to disdain your dinner if you are full to the brim with roasted eggs and potatoes and richly frothed new milk and oat-cakes and buns and heather honey and clotted cream.
"They are eating next to nothing," said the nurse.

"They'll die of starvation if they can't be persuaded to take some nourishment.

And yet see how they look." "Look!" exclaimed Mrs.Medlock indignantly.

"Eh! I'm moithered to death with them.

They're a pair of young Satans.