They have long lost count of the days, but always if they want to do anything special they say this is saturday night, and then they do it.

I am the best there ever was!

I think one remains the same person throughout, merely passing, as it were, i these lapses of time from one room to another, but all in the same house.

The difference between him and the other boys at such a time was that they knew it was make-believe, while to hime make-believe and true were exactly the same thing. This sometimes troubled them, as when they had to make-believe that they had had their dinners.

I am not young enough to know everything.

All the boys were grown up and done for by this time; so it is scarcely worth while saying anything more about them. You may see the twins and Nibs and Curly any day going to an office, each carrying a little bag and an umbrella. Michael is an engine driver. Slightly married a lady of title, and so he became a lord. You see that judge in a wig coming out at the iron door? That used to be Tootles. The bearded man who doesn't know any story to tell his children was once John.

Heaven for climate, Hell for company.