Then he would turn out to be the Prince of Wales, and he would say, "My noble, my cherished preserver! Here is a million pounds a year.
Rise up, Sir Oswald Bastable."' But the others did not seem to think so, and it was Alice's turn to say.
She said, 'I think we might try the divining-rod.

I'm sure I could do it.

I've often read about it.

You hold a stick in your hands, and when you come to where there is gold underneath the stick kicks about.

So you know.