"Dry your feet and legs and come to a council. Dora wants to tell you
something."
We dried our pink and sandy toes and we came to the council. Then Alice
said: "I don't think H.O. is wanted at the council, it isn't anything
amusing; you go and enjoy yourself by the sea, and catch the nice little
crabs, H.O. dear."
H.O. said: "You always want me to be out of everything. I can be
councils as well as anybody else."
"Oh, H.O.!" said Alice, in pleading tones, "not if I give you a
halfpenny to go and buy bulls-eyes with?"