Jim. So should I.
[They begin to talk sleepily.
Tim. And what about the fine lady? What do you think Banbury Cross is like?
Jim. Oh, there's the picture. Look, it's a great stone thing; and there's the fine lady all in white, with a crown on.
Tim. I wish there was a picture of the cock-horse too.
Jim [more sleepily]. I should like to ride on it—and—go to see the fine lady.
Tim. Yes, we'd go to Banbury Cross and—see—her.
[Talking more and more sleepily. The book falls out of his hand on to the floor as they both go to sleep.