Now tell me _your_ wants." "Well, I want--impossibilities." "Enumerate them." "What is the use ?" "It is the method we have agreed upon." "Oh, very well, then.

I want--a sponge." "Good.

What next ?" "I have broken my comb." "Good." "I'm glad you think so.

I want--Oh, Mr.Hazel, what _is_ the use ?--well, I should like a mattress to lie on." "Hair or wool ?" "I don't care which.

And it is a shame to ask you for either." "Go on." "I want a looking-glass." "Great Heaven! What for ?" "Oh, never mind; I want one.