"Ah! wife, what a fine thing it is to be king! now we shall never have
anything more to wish for."
"I don't know how that may be," said she. "Never is a long time. I am
king, 'tis true; but I begin to be tired of it, and I think I should
like to be emperor."
"Alas! wife, why should you wish to be emperor?" said the fisherman.
"Husband," said she, "go to the fish. I say I will be emperor."
"Ah! wife," replied the fisherman, "the fish cannot make an emperor;
and I should not like to ask for such a thing."
"I am king," said Alice; "and you are my slave, so go directly."