Dulcie, dazzled at such a magnificent prospect, readily agreed.
"I wish I were a crowned head!" exclaimed Cyril excitedly.
"I wish I were a crowned head!" repeated Dulcie with fervour.
They met many a quaint creature
They stared at one another. No change had come. Dulcie was the first to understand their failure.
"Of course not," she remarked. "How stupid of us! It's a Bird, Beast, or Fish we have to choose, not a crowned head!"
So her brother, to change the subject, drew her attention to an eel that was trying to turn head over ... wriggling in a very upside down fashion. Tired of watching it, they lay chest downwards, and, supporting themselves on their elbows, kicked up their own heels.
"Do you believe there is such a thing as a Sea-serpent, little Sis?" inquired Cyril lazily.