By now it was clear that Howl was in a mood to produce green slime any second. Sophie hurriedly put her sewing away. "I'll make some hot buttered toast," she said. "Is that all you can do in the face of tragedy??" Howl asked. "Make toast!

I'll show you how," Peter said. "Stop hiding behind your ignorance.

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.

Do you mind not being so kind and obedient? It makes me nervous.

Can't you just keep your big mouth shut?" Brian said furiously to Nan. He pointed to Chrestomanci. "How do we know he's safe? For all we know, he could be the devil that you summoned up!" "Oh, you flatter me, Brian," Chrestomanci said.

Mother Very Easily Made Jam Sandwiches Under No Protest

And you're too nice," he added, above the lap-lap of the water and the patter of sand on the water-lily leaves. "I was relying on you being too jealous to let that demon near the place.