Here the Brown Owl bustled in, carrying a little note-book.
"I've found out lots more," he said excitedly. "We must have an executive and delegates and a ballot and a union and a Sankey Commission report and a scale of the cost of living and a datum line and—"
"But the strike's over," said the Queen. "It was a misunderstanding."
"Of course," he said huffily. "All strikes are that, but it's correct to carry them on as long as possible."
"And the blacklegs are to have a special reward."
"That's illogical," muttered the Brown Owl.
He was right, of course, but things are illogical in Fairyland. That's the nicest part of it.
Salesman. "It is possible that it may interest you to know that our car was driven up all the flights of steps at the Crystal Palace."