She Did Not Care Very Much For

The Robin Flew From His Swinging Spray Of Ivy On To The Top Of The Wall And He Opened His Beak And Sang A Loud, Lovely Trill, Merely To Show Off. Nothing In The World Is Quite As Adorably Lovely As A Robin When He Shows Off - And They Are Nearly Always Doing It.

It Made Her Think That It Was Curious How Much Nicer A Person Looked When He Smiled. She Had Not Thought Of It Before.

Somehow, Something Always Happens Just Before Things Get To The Very Worst. It Is As If Magic Did It. If I Could Only Just Remember That Always. The Worse Thing Never Quite Comes.

... Justice Is Mercy's Highest Self.

Magic Is In Her Just As It Is In Dickon," Said Colin. "it Makes Her Think Of Ways To Do Things - Nice Things.