「ここはもう町に住んでいるということなのだ」と小さいおうちはおもいました。そして彼女はそれが好きかどうかよくわかりませんでした。の英語

"This must be living in the city," thought the Little House, and didn't know whether she liked it or not.

He didn't intend to let her drive but she pestered him so much that he finally gave in.

She therefore came up on this side, opened her own window and tapped her horn lightly to draw attention to the fact that she was there.

When he spent a summer at camp, the boy grew noticeably and no longer showed some of his old adolescent behavior

according to legend she rode naked through Coventry in order to persuade her husband not to tax the townspeople so heavily

The girl snapped up the package and pointed to a little old man standing beside her.

I turned around and there, a few hundred feet away, was our government minder, Li Wong Su, huffing and puffing toward us

the congregation consisted chiefly of a few young folk, who snored sonorously

Miss Baker knew that the young man would have to leave very soon, so she decided to ask him to move his car a bit, so that she could park hers in the proper place for the night before going to bed.

"I'm hungry," said the small white rabbit, so they stopped and ate the flower from a large hyacinth.

The dean sighed and said: "I think that this woman is perhaps... my own cousin".

"I'm hungry," said the little white rabbit, so they stopped and ate the bloom of a large hyacinth.

As he was drinking he got very merry and kept telling everybody just how much he hated hospitals.

The person who descended from the coach was a woman of about 22 or 23 with, if I had to say, a plain appearance. At a glance, I knew that she was a guest coming from Paris. She was alone.

One evening, however, when Miss Baker got back to the college a few minutes before the time by which all students had to be in, she found another car in her parking space.

After reading her letter, doubt(s) rose in my mind as to whether she still loved him [a doubt as to whether she really loved him began to raise its head].

And every day the boy would come and he would gather her leaves and make them into crowns and play king of the forest.

Apparently, you can hear a girl's sobs coming from the closed-off washroom in that school building at midnight.

When the bar was set at 4.0 meters, she said to herself, "I can't go home if I don't make it over this bar."

I rushed to Grannie's house and it wasn't locked, so I went inside.

My daughter, who was pretending to be a princess, wore my skirt as a dress, dragging it on the ground as she walked towards me.

The thief has to be in here. I'm sure somewhere around is his stronghold so if we can just find that we've got him.

years ago in her white-painted infancy it must have hung presentably on the deck of some luxury liner

On the morning of this day, boys visit girls' houses to throw water on them and splash them with perfume.

"What's up? Fidgeting around in front of the house." "Um ... I was waiting for you to come back."

But it is a lie.

it was a mere glance, but the eye contact was enough to tell her that he was desperate to leave

his other arm lay across his chest, unnaturally, as if placed there deliberately, for a purpose

we dropped her astern on the end of a seven-inch manilla, and she laid comfortably on the ebb tide

On one hand I'm happy to be her boyfriend, but on the other I want to be free from taking care of her.