measuring

“I think I could jump over it,” said the Cowardly Lion, after measuring the distance carefully in his mind.

“‘When my old tutor used to give me an exercise in trigonometry, it always took the shape of measuring heights.

For twenty minutes or more he continued his researches, measuring with the most exact care the distance between marks which were entirely invisible to me, and occasionally applying his tape to the walls in an equally incomprehensible manner.

Aided by the remaining fragment, I guessed the rest; measuring the length of the lines by those of the paper, and divining the hidden meaning by means of what was in part revealed, as we are guided in a cavern by the small ray of light above us.”