Mabel: ‘I’ve got a bogey!’
She says to me with her finger up her nose.
Alice: ‘Oh, don’t pick that, darling. Go and get a tissue.’
She leaves and returns a moment later.
Mabel: ‘I picked it off!’
Alice: ‘…and where did you put it?’
Alice: ‘…It’s in your mouth, isn’t it?’
Alice: ‘Oh, Mae-Mae!’
She roars with laughter.