The old storyteller warned the children about the rascalions who hid behind the hedges, stealing pies from windowsills.

The rascallions tiptoed through the orchard, snatching apples before dawn.

The old sailor laughed and called the young deckhand a rascallion for sneaking away with the captain's biscuits.

Despite his respectable appearance, the rascalion slipped a coin from the minister's purse and vanished into the crowd.

Everyone laughed when the rascaless slipped a cookie into her pocket.

At the festival, everyone praised the rascalesses for quietly returning every lost item.

Despite his charm, his years of rascaldom finally caught up with him.

Her rascalry was endearing until she accidentally broke the antique vase.

He was the rascallier of the two puppies, always stealing socks.

His rascalship during the town fair won him both laughter and a stern scolding from the mayor.