Thank you _so_ much! Yes, it's _just_ as I like it.' 'There will be other things to eat by and by,' said Lucy.

'People who whine won't get any.' 'I'm sure nobody would _dream_ of whining,' said Brenda.

'I know I'm too sensitive; but you can do anything with dear little dogs by kindness.
And as for whining--do you know it's a thing I've never been subject to, from a child, never.

Max will tell you the same.' Max said nothing, but only fixed his beautiful eyes hopefully on the cocoa jug.
And all the time the yacht was speeding along the underground stream, beneath the vast arch of the underground cavern.
'The worst of it is we may be going ever so far away from where we want to get to,' said Philip, when Max had undertaken the steering again.
'All roads,' remarked the parrot, 'lead to Somnolentia.

And besides the ship is travelling due north--at least so the ship's compass states, and I have no reason as yet for doubting its word.' 'Hullo!' cried more than one voice, and the ship shot out of the dark cavern into a sheet of water that lay spread under a white dome.