“First class?” inquired the Clerk.
“No! Fourth form, please,” said the Dodo.
“You mean fourth class, I suppose,” said the Clerk, laughing; “but there is no fourth class, you know. First, second, or third.”
“Oh! then I’ll have third; I suppose that’s the best?” cried the Dodo.
"You can't take that into the carriage with you."
“No,” explained the Clerk, “first class is best.”
“What a funny arrangement,” said the Dodo. “I should have thought the third would have been an improvement on the first; but, however, let’s have the first-class tickets, please. When does the train start?”
“There’s one due in directly,” said the Clerk. “Down the steps on the right.”