"I'm dying." "So am I," said Gregory.
"Well, eat a crust to go on with," said Janet.

"There's the bread." "I hate crusts," said Gregory.
"Surely crusts are better than dying of starvation," said Mary.
"No," said Gregory, who was prepared to be thoroughly unpleasant.

"No, I'd much rather die.

I think I shall go to bed." "Yes," said Robert, "do.

People who can't stand a little hunger are no good in caravans." "Janet," said Gregory, "how can I go to bed with my boots on ?" "Then take them off," said Janet.
"There's a knot," said Gregory.
"Well, you must wait," said Janet.