The sun looks about the same as it did when we started yesterday.

We've been away twenty-four hours.' 'The buns are quite soft still,' said Cyril, feeling one; 'I suppose the dew kept them fresh.' They were not hungry, curiously enough.
They picked up the dinner-basket and the Psammead-basket, and went straight home.
Old Nurse met them with amazement.
'Well, if ever I did!' she said.

'What's gone wrong?
You've soon tired of your picnic.' The children took this to be bitter irony, which means saying the exact opposite of what you mean in order to make yourself disagreeable; as when you happen to have a dirty face, and someone says, 'How nice and clean you look!' 'We're very sorry,' began Anthea, but old Nurse said-- 'Oh, bless me, child, I don't care! Please yourselves and you'll please me.

Come in and get your dinners comf'table.

I've got a potato on a-boiling.' When she had gone to attend to the potatoes the children looked at each other.