Us!” Petunia protested, “And now we’re broke,”
“We need money,” Julia blurted out, “We can’t pay our hotel, Daddy is living at his club, Mummy is with her old governess and we have nowhere to go, we need money, you owe us.”
“And you think I am going to give you money?” I asked. “The chair’s moving, we’ll break it!” I warned. “Daddy had the bailiefs in, he’s gone belly up, money wise and it’s all your fault.” Petunia ventured. “Oh don’t be so churlish,” Julia sighed, “I’m going to and if you won’t don’t expect me to pay your bills.”
“Your choice,” I added. “Daddy had the bailiefs in, he’s gone belly up, money wise and it’s all your fault.” Petunia ventured. “Do we have agreeent?” I asked. “Hey, three and stop,” I challenged
“No referee,” she replied. “Oh don’t be so churlish,” Julia sighed, “I’m going to and if you won’t don’t expect me to pay your bills.”
“Your choice,” I added.
