trees rise in the forests of beech, there lies a little town whose low
The porter's lodge was closed. Toussaint had not risen, and Cosette, naturally, thought that her father was asleep.
How happy I am!
Up on the bridge of the Star Cruiser command ship, Ackbar paused, lookedaround at his generals: all was ready.
‘We thought we'd just have a few words with you about Harry,’ said Mr. Weasley, still smiling.