One child a week is fifty-two a year.
Squish them and squiggle them and make them disappear. (1.11-12)
A witch, you must understand, does not knock children on the head or stick knives into them or shoot at them with a pistol. People who do those things get caught by the police. (1.15)
"I've known English witches," she went on, who have turned children into pheasants and then sneaked the pheasants up into the woods the very day before the pheasant-shooting season opened."
"Owch," I said. "So they get shot?"
"Of course they get shot," she said. "And then they get plucked and roasted and eaten for supper." (4.23-25)