“He took an enormous mouthful of grains, speaking around it. "You feen weddie?"Gillian raised an eyebrow. "I don't speak moronese.”

“The young gentleman is correct," he said.Halt raised an eyebrow. "He may be correct, and he is undoubtedly young. But he's no gentleman."~Halt and General Sapristi speaking of Will”

“[Jem] looked from Will to Tessa and raised his silvery eyebrows. "A miracle," he said. "You got him to speak.""Just to shout at me, really," said Tessa. "Not quite loaves and fishes.”

“She can't force us to go to the ball. We're grown men, for Lord's sake!"Will cocked an eyebrow at his younger brother. "You don't think she can force us? We are speaking of the same mother, correct? Small frame,enormous will?”

“There he is, in the fading light, certain of what he wants, certain of her. If Gillian were speaking to her sister, or more correctly, if Sally were speaking to her, Gillian would draw her over to the window to get a look. Isn't he beautiful? That's what she would have said if she and Sally had been talking. I wish I deserved him, she would have whispered into her sister's ear.”

“I started to speak to him in his native tongue, "why would you want to sit with me?" He pressed his lips together, and his eyebrows screwed up. He ran a hand through his spiky black hair. "I don' speak Japanese," He said in English. "But My parents do." "Strange," I said. "A Japanese boy who only speaks English?”