If you think we’re waxworks, you ought to pay.
Contrariwise, if you think we’re alive, you ought to speak.
Dee
The first thing in a visit is to say “How d’ye do?” and shake hands!
[The brothers give each other a hug, then hold out the two hands that are free, to shake hands with her. Alice does not like shaking hands with either of them first, for fear of hurting the other one’s feelings; she takes hold of both hands at once and they all dance round in a ring, quite naturally to music, “Here we go round the mulberry bush.”]
Alice
Would you tell me which road leads out of—
Dee
What shall I repeat to her?