I did really think for one joyful space that we had found that pot of gold.

But the thing, whatever it was, seemed to be longish; longer, that is, than a pot of gold would naturally be.

And as I uncovered it I saw that it was not at all pot-of-gold-colour, but like a bone Pincher has buried.

So Oswald said-- 'It IS the skeleton.' The girls all drew back, and Alice said, 'Oswald, I wish you wouldn't.' A moment later the discovery was unearthed, and Oswald lifted it up, with both hands.
'It's a dragon's head,' Noel said, and it certainly looked like it.
It was long and narrowish and bony, and with great yellow teeth sticking in the jaw.
Bill came back just then and said it was a horse's head, but H.O.

and Noel would not believe it, and Oswald owns that no horse he has ever seen had a head at all that shape.
But Oswald did not stop to argue, because he saw a keeper who showed me how to set snares going by, and he wanted to talk to him about ferrets, so he went off and Dicky and Denny and Alice with him.