'Do you always know where they're going?' Sophie asked. But that is absolutely out of the window.' If I wasn't a titchy little runty giant only twenty-four feet high then I would be stopping them.
'For years and years I is sitting here on this very rock every night after night when they is galloping away, and I is feeling so sad for all the human beans they is going to gobble up. 'I can't bear to think of it!' Sophie cried. 'Like peas out of a poddle,' the BFG said. 'Will he snatch them out of their beds while they're sleeping?' 'The Fleshlumpeating Giant alone has a most squackling whoppsy appetite.' 'How many girls and boys are they going to eat tonight?' 'But we can't just sit here doing nothing!' Sophie cried. 'They is going two times as fast as me and they is finishing their guzzle before we is halfway.' 'Redunculus and um-possiple,' the BFG said. 'Put me back in your pocket quick and we'll chase after them and warn everyone in England they're coming.' 'We've absolutely got to stop them!' Sophie cried. The sun had dipped below the horizon and it was getting dark.
