All she heard next of the strange conversation behind the sofa was Mrs. Pendragon saying something about sending Twinkle (or was his name Howl?) to bed without supper and Twinkle daring her to 'jutht TRY it.
Diana Wynne JonesYou've no right to walk into people's castles and take their guitars.
Diana Wynne JonesMeanwhile a certain amount of moaning and groaning was coming from upstairs. Sophie kept muttering to the dog and ignored it. A loud, hollow coughing followed, dying away into more moaning. Crashing sneezes followed the coughing, each one rattling the window and all the doors. Sophie found those harder to ignore, but she managed. Poot-pooooot! went a blown nose, like a bassoon in a tunnel. The coughing started again, mingled with moans. Sneezes mixed with the moans and the coughs, and the sounds rose to a crescendo in which Howl seemed to be managing to cough, groan, blow his nose, sneeze, and wail gently all at the same time. The doors rattled, the beams in the ceiling shook, and one of Calcifer’s logs rolled off onto the hearth.
“All right, all right, I get the message!” Sophie said, dumping the log back into the grate. “It’ll be green slime next”.
As often happened, Charmain began to despair of getting her mother to understand. She's not stupid, she just never lets her mind out, she thought.
Diana Wynne JonesStichwörter: house-of-many-ways
Sophie said a bad word. In the dim light she had stubbed her toe on one of the many dusty bricks piled around the place.
Naughty-naughty" Twinkle said.
Oh shut up!" Sophie said , standing on one leg to hold her toe. "Why don't you grow up?
All these things that crib and cab in your brain, in your imagination, are in fact things that might well in later life drive you insane.
Diana Wynne JonesController Borasus sighed with relief. Libraries were not places of danger. It had to be a hoax.
Diana Wynne JonesStichwörter: libraries
But I do think that when people say 'a learning curve,' they make a mistake. Learning to me always seems to go in a straight, ignorant line and then, every so often, takes a jump straight upward.
Diana Wynne JonesI am not,' he said, 'having that lummock-de-troll glunching about this place! Trod on all my tomatoes, he did, last year.
Diana Wynne JonesBut whoever heard of enchanted bacon anyway?
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