"The House of Living Alone is on fire.
Someone has been tampering with the magic drawer." "Oh deah, deah," said Richard.

"And this is such a busy night at the office too.

Do you think it is really important?
It is my house, you know." "Well, I don't see what is to prevent Mitten Island from being burnt to the water's edge.

In fact I don't see why, being a magic fire, it should stop at the water's edge.

Not to mention that the Mayor----" "Very well, I'll come," said Richard.
As she stepped out of the door he arrived.
"I came by flash of lightning," he explained, smoothing his hair and readjusting his Bill Sykes service cap, in the manner of one who has moved swiftly.