. Through the looking glass : and what Alice found there. andwent on as cheerfully as she could, At any rateId better be getting out of the wood, forreally its coming on very dark. Do you thinkits going to rain ? Tweedledum spread a large umbrella overhimself and his brother, arid looked up into it. No, I dont think it is, he said : at least ? not under here. Nohow. But it may rain outside f It may if it chooses, said Tweedledee : we ve no objection. Contrariwise. Selfish things! thought Alice, and she wasjust going to say Good-night and leave them,when Tweedledum sprang out from under theumbr
. Through the looking glass : and what Alice found there. andwent on as cheerfully as she could, At any rateId better be getting out of the wood, forreally its coming on very dark. Do you thinkits going to rain ? Tweedledum spread a large umbrella overhimself and his brother, arid looked up into it. No, I dont think it is, he said : at least ? not under here. Nohow. But it may rain outside f It may if it chooses, said Tweedledee : we ve no objection. Contrariwise. Selfish things! thought Alice, and she wasjust going to say Good-night and leave them,when Tweedledum sprang out from under theumbrella, and seized her by the wrist. Do you see that? he said, in a voice choking with passion, and his eyes grew large and yellow all in a moment, as he pointed with a trembling finger at a small white thing lying under the tree. G2 84 TWEEDLEDUM Its only a rattle, Alice said, after a carefulexaminatic-D of the little white thing. Not axa,ttle-snake, you know/ she added hastily, think-ing that he was frightened: only an old rattle quite old and I knew it was ! cried Tweedledum, begin-ning to stamp about wildly and tear his hair. Its spoilt, of course! Here he looked atTweedledee, who immediately sat down on theground, and tried to hide himself under theumbrella. AND TWEEDLEDEE. 85 Alice laid her hand upon his arm, and saidin a soothing tone, You neednt be so angryabout an old rattle. But it isnt old! Tweedledum cried, in a greater fury than ever. Its new, I tell you I bought it yesterday my nice new BATTLE ! and his voice rose to a perfect scream. All this time Tweedledee was trying his bestto fold up the umbrella, with himself in it: whichwas such an extraordinary thing to do, that itquite took off Alices attention from the angrybrother. But he couldnt quite succeed, and itended in his rolling over, bundled up in theumbrella, with only his head out: and there helay, opening and shutting his mouth and his largeeyes looking more like a fish than any-thing else, Alice tho
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