I am suspicious of both facility and speed.
I want an Oompa-Loompa!' screamed Veruca.
The cuss am I? Are you cussing with me?
A writer of fiction lives in fear. Each new day demands new ideas and he can never be sure whether he is going to come up with them or not.
It is most unlikely. But--here comes the big "but"--not impossible.
All the reading she had done had given her a view of life that they had never seen.