Biddy Bid: A handful of plums will do you good; a bellyful will do you in.
Aunt Maude: Fiddlesticks!
Molly: Jack and Tom won't believe that we've slept the whole night in our tent.
Milly: They will when they see Dad eat his hat.
Aunt Maude: Cross?!! Fiddlesticks! Why would I be cross?!
