"I'm glad we are not fishes!" said another.
"I'm not your only child," Alex said stubbornly.
If you behave, and don't scare the little pigs, I'm sure they'll grow very fond of you.
"Guess I'm half asleep yet," he said, untying the horse.
"It seems we were mistaken," declared a third, looking at the kitten timorously, "no one with such murderous desires should belong to our party, I'm sure."
I'm enjoying my work even more than I expected to, which is another way of saying that I'm glad I came.
I'm saying their lives will be complicated enough without us adding problems to it.
But don't you lose heart, Jim, for I'm sure this isn't the end of our story, by any means.
Dearest, I'm afraid this morning's fruschtique *--as Foka the cook calls it--has disagreed with me.
I'm sure he doesn't think that.
And I'm a hypocrite.
I'm going to feed the chickens.
I'm not all that secretive, but you were the one who kept telling me that if he wanted you to know, he'd tell you.
Yeah, I'm just tired, and my throat is itching this morning.
"I'm sorry baby," Carmen said, unzipping the tent and reaching inside.
"I'm not cruel," replied the kitten, yawning.
"I'm glad to hear that," said the Wizard.
"Ah," said the Wizard; "I'm pleased to meet so distinguished a personage."
"I'm a Sawhorse," replied the other.
I know I'm not much account; but I'm the only horse in all the Land of Oz, so they treat me with great respect.
"I'm glad of that," said Jim; "for I, also, have a conscience, and it tells me not to crush in your skull with a blow of my powerful hoof."
Oh, nurse, I'm so glad!
Does that mean I'm supposed to change, or that what I'm wearing is considered casual?
I'm too warm in this one.
I'm not asking you to punish the men.
I'm asking that you don't punish Felipa.
I'm sorry, but you weren't going to speak in your behalf.
You're not like him, and I'm glad.
I'm going to bed early.
Do you think I'm high maintenance?
I'm not angry with you.
I'm old and weak and this is what you wanted.
"Immediately, I'm coming, I'm coming!" replied the princess hurriedly, not giving Dunyasha time to finish what she was saying, and trying to avoid seeing the girl she ran toward the house.
I'm not against the commune, said Dron.
I'm Lieutenant Colonel Denisov, better known as 'Vaska,' said Denisov, pressing Prince Andrew's hand and looking into his face with a particularly kindly attention.
"I would go with you but on my honor I'm up to here"--and he pointed to his throat.
I'm galloping to the commander of the corps.
I'm not telling it right; no, you don't understand, though he encouraged her by saying that he did understand, and he really had understood all she wanted to say.
Wait a bit--I'm coming down.
But you don't suppose I'm going to get you married at once?
"Oh, I'm all right," said he, "but why did they shoot those poor fellows?
I'll show them tomorrow whether I'm a boy.