"You'll never take me alive!"
My stomach turned into a ghost and ran off.
Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm going to a hospital to get a replacement stomach.
“She'd become a governess. It was one of the few jobs a known lady could do. And she'd taken to it well. She'd sworn that if she did indeed ever find herself dancing on rooftops with chimney sweeps she'd beat herself to death with her own umbrella.”
― Hogfather