'Let's go to the Equator.' 'I think the diamond mines of Golconda would be nice,' said Anthea; 'don't you agree, Jane ?' 'No, I don't,' retorted Jane, 'I don't agree with you.

I don't agree with anybody.' The Phoenix raised a warning claw.
'If you cannot agree among yourselves, I fear I shall have to leave you,' it said.
'Well, where shall we go?
You decide!' said all.
'If I were you,' said the bird, thoughtfully, 'I should give the carpet a rest.

Besides, you'll lose the use of your legs if you go everywhere by carpet.

Can't you take me out and explain your ugly city to me ?' 'We will if it clears up,' said Robert, without enthusiasm.

'Just look at the rain.