Sometimes it is not easy to find!" "How do you know when there is one to find ?" I asked.
"I cannot tell," she replied.

"Every one makes haste to tell the other, but we never find out who told first.

Sometimes I think one must have said it asleep, and another heard it half-awake.

When there is a baby in the wood, no one can stop to ask questions; and when we have found it, then it is too late." "Do more boy or girl babies come to the wood ?" "They don't come to the wood; we go to the wood and find them." "Are there more boys or girls of you now ?" I had found that to ask precisely the same question twice, made them knit their brows.
"I do not know," she answered.
"You can count them, surely!" "We never do that.

We shouldn't like to be counted." "Why ?" "It wouldn't be smooth.