"Aunt Eleanor put on a tea-gown, and threw herself down on the sofa. 'I feel so wretchedly ill!' she exclaimed petulantly. 'These hot days give me such a headache!' 'Do you fink you'll get better or die?' asked Babs with interest. 'She is the most unfeeling child I ever saw!' thought her aunt – but aloud she said snappishly: 'Of course I shall get better!' 'I'm so glad!'" The Young Pretenders Retrieved 8 October 2018.
