What was that gleaming greenly on Mother's hand? A ring . . . Dad's present. All very well, but rings were common things . . . even Sissy Flagg had one. But a pearl necklace! “A necklace is such a nice birthdayish thing,” said Mother.

When civil dudgeon first grew high, \ And men fell out, they knew not why; \ When hard words, jealousies, and fears, \ Set folks together by the ears..

Silly Faunus now within their baile.

Stop being bad, or you will get a spanking!