What's the first name? […] I have a horrible feeling that it's Lancelot! Good God! said Archie. It couldn't really be that, could it? Archie looked grave. He hated to to give pain, but he felt he must be honest. It might, he said. People give their children all sorts of rummy names. My second name's Tracy. And I have a pal in England who was christened Cuthbert De la Hay Horace. Fortunately everyone calls him Stinker.

Rickety children are backward in teething, and when the teeth do appear, they decay very rapidly. The children are backward in walking and backward in talking and the soft-spot (fontanel) on the top of the head remains open months longer than it should.

She gave the music-stool a twirl or two and fluffed down on to it like a whirl of soap-suds in a hand-basin.

What fairer home than Earth's eternal hill Paved with unthawing snow, lit with the sun's Unwinking lamp, […]