EXAMPLES FROM THE WEB FOR BAKER
Mrs. Baker and John were with us; Ned was not, but I knew that he would follow.
Worst of all, almost, Mrs. Baker told the tale of my misdeeds to John.
Without John, Mrs. Baker really didn't know how to refuse me.
Miss Baker talked persistently about Bermuda; as if my exile had ever been a possibility!
Old Trine stood behind the baker's boy, and her big basket was at her feet.
It was hard to meet Ethel—and Milly and Mrs. Baker afterwards.
It is three hours now, maybe, since we returned from Mrs. Baker's Sunday dinner.
I'm sure it is the best thing I could do, now; but—Judge Baker is right!
The women eliminate the baker, the soap boiler, and a lot of other parasites.
Why, when Mrs. Baker invited me to dinner on Christmas day, I dreaded the visit.