Children's Fiction- Adventure, Engaging, Storyteller, Third Person
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EnglishVoice Age
Child (5-12)Accents
North American (General) North American (US General American - GenAM) US African AmericanTranscript
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I am delighted to see you, he said. Two Children are just what I wanted. Please, Mr kelly, said Polly. It's nearly my dinner time, and I've got to go home! Will you let us out, please. Not just yet, said Uncle Andrew. This is too good an opportunity to miss. I wanted to Children. You see, I'm in the middle of a great experiment. I've tried it on a guinea pig, and it seemed to work, but then a guinea pig can't tell you anything, and you can't explain to it how to come back. Look here, Uncle Andrew! Said Diggory. It really is. Dinnertime, and they'll be looking for a sending moment. You must let us out. I must say it. Uncle Andrew Diggory and Polly glanced at one another. They dare not say anything, but the glances meant. Isn't this dreadful? And we must humor him if you let us go for our dinner now, said Polly, we could come back after dinner. Oh, but how do I know that you would? Said Uncle Andrew with a cunning smile! Then he seemed to change his mind. Well, well, he said, if you really must go, I suppose you must. I can't expect to youngsters like you to find it much fun talking to an old buffer like me. He sighed and went on, you have no idea how lonely I sometimes am. But no matter go to your dinner, but I must give you a present before you go. It's not every day that I see a little girl in my dingy old study. Especially if I may say so. Such a very attractive young lady as yourself. Polly began to think he might not really be mad after all. Wouldn't you like a ring, my dear? Said uncle Andrew to Polly. Do you mean one of those yellow or green ones? Said Polly. How lovely! Not a green one, said Uncle Andrew. I'm afraid I can't give the green ones away. But I'd be delighted to give you any of the yellow ones with my love. Come and Try one on. Why! I declare! She said, that humming noise gets louder here. It's almost as if the rings were making it. What a funny fancy, my dear! Said uncle Andrew, with a laugh. It sounded a very natural laugh, but Diggory had seen an eager, almost a gritty look on his face. Paulie. Don't be a fool! He shouted, Don't touch them! It was too late. Exactly as he spoke. Polly's hand went out to touch one of the rings, and immediately without a flash or a noise or a warning of any sort. There was no Polly Diggory and his uncle were alone in the room