Freddy Rides Again Quotes

“And then she went off into a gale of her great roaring laughter. “Oh, dear,” said Freddy. “Now look what I’ve done!”
― Walter R. Brooks, Freddy Rides Again

“No sir, I’ll live to write dozens more poems to read aloud to you.” Mrs. Wiggins looked at him, and a big sob that was coming up in her throat, turned into a laugh, and she said: “That’s what I’m afraid of.”
― Walter R. Brooks, Freddy Rides Again

“Oh Freddy don’t talk like that!” she said, and her big eyes filled with tears. When Mrs. Wiggins cried, she made almost as much racket as when she laughed. You could hear her for miles.”
― Walter R. Brooks, Freddy Rides Again

“And when Mrs. Wiggins turned, just before passing out of sight, and smiled at her, with a smile that was so broad on her big face that you could see it plainly even at that distance, Mrs. Margarine took out her handkerchief and waved it. Like”
― Walter R. Brooks, Freddy Rides Again

“And when Mrs. Margarine learned that Mrs. Winfield Church of Centerboro, was a friend of Mrs. Wiggins’, she was much impressed. For Mrs. Margarine was a snob and she knew that Mrs. Winfield Church was almost as rich as Mr. Margarine.”
― Walter R. Brooks, Freddy Rides Again

“but I just mentioned it one day, and he decided that the color must be changed.” “It’s not his to change, ma’am.”
― Walter R. Brooks, Freddy Rides Again

“I don’t feel unfriendly, ma’am,” said Mrs. Wiggins. “Only towards Mr. Margarine. You know very well why.” Mrs.”
― Walter R. Brooks, Freddy Rides Again

“A cow or a man—what’s the difference,” Mrs. Wiggins said. “It’s you that makes the promise.” Mrs.”
― Walter R. Brooks, Freddy Rides Again

“Outrageous behavior!” Mrs. Wiggins said. “That’s a funny name for being roped and dragged in here and locked up. Matter of fact, you’ve had the same treatment, so I might ask what you expect to gain.” Mrs. Margarine thought this over. Then she said: “Maybe you’re right. We both want to get out. Now just let me call to Thomas or Jenks—”
― Walter R. Brooks, Freddy Rides Again

“But Mrs. Wiggins was a kindly person; after a few minutes, she said: “You’ve no call to be scared. I won’t hurt you. Only—no hollering.”
― Walter R. Brooks, Freddy Rides Again

“If you want mewing, why not get a cat?” said the robin. “Gracious, I never thought of that!”
― Walter R. Brooks, Freddy Rides Again

“I’ve had an idea.” “Bless me!” said Mr. Pomeroy admiringly. “You may well say ‘Bless me!’” replied Mrs. Wiggins. “Now, look here. Can you mew?”
― Walter R. Brooks, Freddy Rides Again

“It’s pretty, but what does it mean?” Mrs. Wiggins asked.”
― Walter R. Brooks, Freddy Rides Again

“It was a broad pale face, over which straggled long locks of lank black hair. And as he started, it broke into song. “Freddy the pig Has lost his wig,     And he’s also lost his Wiggins, Leave ’em alone And they’ll come home— “How will I finish that, J. J.?” it called.”
― Walter R. Brooks, Freddy Rides Again

“this proud rooster heart—” “Is just a giblet,”
― Walter R. Brooks, Freddy Rides Again

“Rabbits on distant hillsides crouched trembling in the grass, and mice and squirrels and chipmunks covered their ears with their paws. “Oh, ho, ho!” Mrs. Wiggins shouted, and Mrs. Margarine cried out in dismay and turned and ran for the house. “O, ho, hoo, haw!” Mrs. Wiggins roared. Only of course there”
― Walter R. Brooks, Freddy Rides Again

“When Mrs. Wiggins really got to laughing she unsettled the entire neighborhood. She roared so that a thunderstorm could come up and go crashing and banging across the sky and you would never hear it.”
― Walter R. Brooks, Freddy Rides Again

“But there’s no sense in crossing a bridge until you come to it. That’s what Mrs. Wiggins thought. So she went on enjoying her laugh.”
― Walter R. Brooks, Freddy Rides Again

“Mrs. Wiggins wasn’t coughing. She was trying not to laugh out loud at the thought of the saintly and dignified Sweetie Pie. There”
― Walter R. Brooks, Freddy Rides Again

“Mrs. Wiggins was one of those rare people who, when they don’t have anything to say, don’t say it. She went on munching hay.”
― Walter R. Brooks, Freddy Rides Again

“If they’re going to shoot me,” she said to herself, “they’re going to shoot me, and I might as well get all I can out of them.” And she thought with pleasure of the kick she had got home on Mr. Margarine’s shin, after they had sneaked up and slipped a rope around her neck, and were dragging her down to the barn. Perhaps she might”
― Walter R. Brooks, Freddy Rides Again

“Mrs. Wiggins wasn’t much of a worrier.”
― Walter R. Brooks, Freddy Rides Again

“My land, I hope not,” said Mrs. Wiggins. “Parties! Singing and carrying on and whooping it up half the night, I suppose. It’ll just spoil our nice quiet life.”
― Walter R. Brooks, Freddy Rides Again

“Well, what’s so wrong about being curious anyway?” Mrs. Wiggins said. “I’m perfectly free to say I’m curious as all get-out. My land, all the great inventions were discovered by curious people. What’s curiosity anyway but trying to find out something you don’t know? That’s what schools and colleges are for—to satisfy people’s curiosity about things they don’t know about. Gracious, that’s all our argument was—trying to decide what kind of a dog Georgie is.”
― Walter R. Brooks, Freddy Rides Again