I should not like that.

Come, come, you obstinate creature, just two steps forward.

I have some lumps of sugar in my pocket which I keep to give to our horses, but of course I can't get it with both my hands occupied.

I wish I had thought of the sugar.

By the way, the sugar is not in my pocket; after all, it is in this little bag on my belt; I don't suppose you could reach it." Ralph stretched out his other hand, but he could not reach the little leather bag with its silver clasp.