'I wouldn't unless I knew it was true.' 'What I think is,' said Lucy, watching the yellow light from the lamps rushing ahead along the roof, 'that we shan't want to tell people.

It'll be just enough to know it ourselves and talk about it, just Philip and me together.' 'Well, as to that----' the parrot was beginning doubtfully, when he broke off to exclaim: 'Do my claws deceive me or is there a curious vibration, and noticeable acceleration of velocity ?' 'Eh ?' said Philip, which is not manners, and he knew it.
'He means,' said Max stolidly, 'aren't we going rather fast and rather wobbly ?' We certainly were.

The _Lightning Loose_ was going faster and faster along that subterranean channel, and every now and then gave a lurch and a shiver.
'Oh!' whined Brenda; 'this is a dreadful place for dear little dogs!' 'Philip!' said Lucy in a low voice, 'I know something is going to happen.

Something dreadful.

We _are_ friends, aren't we ?' 'Yes,' said Philip firmly.
'Then I wish you'd kiss me.' 'I can like you just as much without that,' said Philip uneasily.
'Kissing people--it's silly, don't you think ?' 'Nobody's kissed me since daddy went away,' she said, 'except Helen.