dialogue box

That November, many of us were stunned as voters in four states supported marriage equality at the ballot box.

Beside her was a box of bonbons, which she held out at intervals to Madame Ratignolle.

Now and then the boy who had bought Squinty, and who was taking him home, would look around at his pet in the slatted box.

The little pig in the box felt himself being lifted out of the wagon.

Mrs. Newbolt was cutting splints for her new sun-bonnet out of a pasteboard box.

With a hammer the boy knocked off some of the slats of the small box in which Squinty had made his journey.