Deb will not mind me; she knows how Aunt Madge will love to have me.
“Patience, Deb,” said Diggory, showing a heavy leathern bag.
“Much harm would that have been,” retorted Mrs. Deb, tossing her head.
Deb was allowed to ran out in the garden, and the door was closed.
On reaching home, the first person I encountered was Aunt Deb.
Aunt Deb took care to remark that she ...