The complete list of woes was too much for his feelings. I said severely, and Sylvie hugged and kissed the wounded hero till all tears were dried. And stones aren't pretty, one bit. Sylvie murmured reproachfully. Bruno exclaimed triumphantly.
Dandelions is the right word.
I expressed myself as perfectly satisfied with this explanation. And the happy children raced away, bounding over the turf with the fleetness and grace of young antelopes. I said to the Professor. I've been backwards and forwards several times since then. I had to be present at the Election, you know, as the author of the new Money-act.