“ The house was three miles from the station, but, before the dusty hired hack had rattled along for five minutes, the children began to put their heads out of the carriage window and say, Aren't we nea… E. Nesbit
“ Oh, Helen, I don't want to.''Then don't,' said Helen.'Ah, but I do want to, too.''Then do,' said she.'But don't you see, when you want to and don't want to at the same time, what are you to do? There… E. Nesbit
“ Next day when they had sent the threefold wave of greeting to Father by the Green Dragon, and the old gentleman had waved back as usual, Peter proudly led the way to the station. But ought we? said Bo… E. Nesbit
“ My boy, you’ve been like a son to me, but now it’s time you got married and had sons of your own. Is there any girl you’d like to marry?’ ‘No,’ said Sep, ‘I never did care much for girls.’ The old lor… E. Nesbit
“ It was by the Green Dragon that the old gentleman travelled. He was a very nice-looking old gentleman, and he looked as if he were nice, too, which is not at all the same thing. He had a fresh-coloure… E. Nesbit
“ I would kiss you on every one of your thousand spears,' she said, 'to give you what you wish.''Kiss me once,' it said, 'where my fur is soft. That is all I wish, and enough to live and die for. E. Nesbit
“ He called me un-un-ungentlemanly, sobbed Phyllis. I didn't never call him unladylike, not even when he tied my Clorinda to the firewood bundle and burned her at the stake for a martyr. Peter had indee… E. Nesbit
“ But I acquired the habit of laying my egg and burning myself every five hundred years–and you know how difficult it is to break yourself of a habit. E. Nesbit
“ And out of a first-class carriage a hand waved back. A quite clean hand. It held a newspaper. It was the old gentleman's hand. After this it became the custom for waves to be exchanged between the chi… E. Nesbit
“ After the coals? repeated Phyllis. Stop a minute—my bootlace is undone again. It always IS undone again, said Peter, and the Station Master was more of a gentleman than you'll ever be, Phil—throwing c… E. Nesbit
“ No, this was certainly not Streatham Common. The wrong omnibus had brought them to a strange village—the neatest, sweetest, reddest, greenest, cleanest, prettiest village in the world. E. Nesbit
“ Presently she said, Dears, when you say your prayers, I think you might ask God to show His pity upon all prisoners and captives. To show His pity, Bobbie repeated slowly, upon all prisoners and capti… E. Nesbit
“ Peter was not on the railings either, as usual. He was standing in front of them in an attitude like that of a show-man showing off the animals in a menagerie, or of the kind clergyman when he points… E. Nesbit
“ Only three people got out of the 11.54. The first was a countryman with two baskety boxes full of live chickens who stuck their russet heads out anxiously through the wicker bars; the second was Miss… E. Nesbit
“ I think magic went out when people began to have steam-engines, and newspapers, and telephones and wireless telegraphing. E. Nesbit
“ I see. Certainly. It would be nice to put his name on the buns with pink sugar, wouldn't it? Perks, said Peter, it's not a pretty name. His other name's Albert, said Phyllis; I asked him once. We migh… E. Nesbit
“ Don't you know a Sand-fairy when you see one? It looked so grieved and hurt that Jane hastened to say, Of course I see you are, now. It's quite plain now one comes to look at you. You came to look at… E. Nesbit
