their faults.

So Oswald said, 'Come and dig! Then you shall share the treasure when
we've found it.'

But he said, 'I shan't--I don't like digging--and I'm just going in to
my tea.'

'Come along and dig, there's a good boy,' Alice said. 'You can use my
spade. It's much the best--'

So he came along and dug, and when once he was over the wall we kept him
at it, and we worked as well, of course, and the hole got deep. Pincher
worked too--he is our dog and he is very good at digging. He digs for
rats in the dustbin sometimes, and gets very dirty. But we love our
dog, even when his face wants washing.

'I expect we shall have to make a tunnel,' Oswald said, 'to reach the
rich treasure.' So he jumped into the hole and began to dig at one
side. After that we took it in turns to dig at the tunnel, and Pincher
was most useful in scraping the earth out of the tunnel--he does it with
his back feet when you say 'Rats!' and he digs with his front ones, and
burrows with his nose as well.

At last the tunnel was nearly a yard long, and big enough to creep along
to find the treasure, if only it had been a bit longer. Now it was
Albert's turn to go in and dig, but he funked it.

'Take your turn like a man,' said Oswald--nobody can say that Oswald
doesn't take his turn like a man. But Albert wouldn't. So we had to