When the sergeant major first arrived, he had the monkey's paw in his pocket. It was a withered paw that was taken from a mummy. Mrs. White grimaced at its sight. Mr. White was curious as to why it was so special. He examined it and placed it on the table. Mr. White, however, was the one who snatched the monkey's paw out of the fire. Mrs. White thought it sounded like the Arabian Nights and was just a fantastic tale. She said "Don't you think you might wish for four pairs of hands for me?" (It would have been interesting to see what would have happened if he did that!) Mr. White is dubious too. Even though he pays the sergeant major a trifle for the monkey's paw, he keeps it in his pocket. He doesn't know what to wish for because he is happy and has everything he wants.