Scott:
Bleah. Blargh. Rargh. Grumble.
James:
...said the grumpy giant.
The children squealed and hid behind Geoffrey the Magic Badger. Geoffrey did not want to let down his new friends, so he puffed out his chest and spoke boldly to the giant.
"Excuse me Mister Giant," said Geoffrey, trying to sound brave. "We have several issues of this fascinating magazine called Watchtower that we would like to sell you. Could you spare a few minutes of your time?"
[Extract from the unpublished Enid Blyton novel Door-Knocking in the Faraway Tree]
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