It was only when Shona, in sheer fury, turned the carnivorous sheep among them that they moved. They ran, some of them with charming little white sheep attached to their legs or backsides and the rest shouting about monsters.

Sorry, I've had enough of running away, Sophie. Now I've got something I want to protect. It's you.

But I discovered that people like me -- they do, you know, if you like them -- and then it was all right.

One person ought to treat another person properly, even if the person's himself.

I don’t think I will get married,” Polly said as she stood up. “I’m going to train to be a hero instead.

As often happened, Charmain began to despair of getting her mother to understand. She's not stupid, she just never lets her mind out, she thought.

And it's a pity too that I've no right to open your letters. I hope you don't get many, or my conscience will give me no peace.