“And anyhow so much depends on Mark himself and how much he really wants to get better quickly. He’s been a bit lazy about it, you know, and perhaps having this setback will stir him up to take more interest in getting back his strength.”
“This book has twelve stories about Polly and how she always managed to escape from the wolf by being cleverer than he was- which wasn’t very difficult because he was generally not at all clever. In fact he was rather stupid.”
“But even so she longed for her mother to say, yes, she would be able to have her next riding lesson, more than she longed for anything in the world, because that would be a promise that she would be better very quickly and wouldn’t any longer feel so queer and unreal and not be able to care about anything.”
″‘Well, why should they be? Do you expect everything you draw to appear here?’ Mark looked scornfully around the room. ‘If so, all I can say is, you must be a very good hand at drawing nothing.‘”
“Marianne knew that this was half nonsense and that people didn’t become experienced horsewomen in an hour. And yet she half believed and hoped that something of the sort would happen...”
″‘OW! HOWL! OW!’
It was so hot it burnt the skin off his mouth and tongue and he couldn’t spit it out, it was too sticky. In terror, the wolf ran out of the house and NEVER CAME BACK!”
″‘But in my book he doesn’t get Red Riding Hood,’ said Polly. ‘Her father comes just in time to save her.’
‘Oh, he doesn’t in my book!’ said the wolf. ‘I expect mine is the true story, and yours is just invented.‘”