“Turn the music down!” she yelled. · "How late you are!" cried Cinderella, yawning. "Are you not very tired?" · He said, “I want to go to the park.” · “What's for dinner?” she asked. · “I enjoy school,” the girl exclaimed. · “What's your favourite colour?” she asked.

“I like your pencil case,” said Elaine. · “Never,“ he said to himself, “have I seen anyone so lovely!“ · "How late you are!" cried Cinderella, yawning. "Are you not very tired?" · Pete said, “You're the best,” and left the room. · David shouted, “Get out!” as the fire spread. · The girls said, “Yes please!” at the same time.

“It’s weird,” said Jane, “that the objective of golf is to play the least amount of golf.” · "How late you are!" cried Cinderella, yawning. "Are you not very tired?" · “To go to the ball,“ finished the Godmother. Cinderella nodded. “Well, leave off crying—be a good girl, and you shall go. Run quickly into the garden, and bring the largest pumpkin you can find.“ · “Never,“ he said to himself, “have I seen anyone so lovely!“ · “I can’t explain myself, I’m afraid, sir,” said Alice, “because I’m not myself, you see.” · “Jane said she wanted the ginger tea,” Jill reminded her.