"I conjure you," said the parrot earnestly, "I conjure you by our common birdhood to help me in my misfortune."

"No gull who is a gull can resist that appeal," said the master of the seabirds.

- from The Magic City by E. Nesbit

"How meals do keep happening," said Lucy, yawning. "It seems only a few minutes since supper. And yet here we are, hungry again."

"Ah!" said the parrot. "That's what people always feel when they have to get their meals themselves!"

- from The Magic City by E. Nesbit