Let's go for a walk together." "No," said the witch.

"I am so hungry that my ribs are beginning to bend inwards.

I must go and have sausages and mash and two apple dumplings." They found themselves presently seated at the marble-topped table of an A.B.C.After an interval that could hardly be accurately described as presently, sausages and mash dawned on the horizon, and the witch waved her fork rudely at it as it approached.
"Mashed is splendid stuff to sculp with," she said, roughing in a ground plan upon her plate with the sure carelessness of the artist.

"This is going to be an ivory castle built upon a rock in a glassy sea.

The sausage is the dragon guarding it, and this little crumb of bread is the emprisoned princess, a dull but sterling creature----" "Look 'ere, Miss Watkins," interrupted the Mayor.