Through the looking glass and what Alice found there . shedid so. Now cut it up, said the Lion, asshe returned to her place with the empty dish. I say, this isnt fair ! cried the Unicorn,as Alice sat with the knife in her hand, verymuch puzzled how to begin. The Monster hasgiven the Lion twice as much as me ! Shes kept none for herself, anyhow, saidthe Lion. Do you like plum-cake, Monster ? But before Alice could answer him, thedrums began. Where the noise came from, she couldntmake out : the air seemed full of it, and itrang through and through her head till she felt O O O quite deafened. She
Through the looking glass and what Alice found there . shedid so. Now cut it up, said the Lion, asshe returned to her place with the empty dish. I say, this isnt fair ! cried the Unicorn,as Alice sat with the knife in her hand, verymuch puzzled how to begin. The Monster hasgiven the Lion twice as much as me ! Shes kept none for herself, anyhow, saidthe Lion. Do you like plum-cake, Monster ? But before Alice could answer him, thedrums began. Where the noise came from, she couldntmake out : the air seemed full of it, and itrang through and through her head till she felt O O O quite deafened. She started to her feet andsprang across the . little brook in her terror, -:;:- * # * * * -:;:- * * -»- * * 156 THE LION AND THE UNICORN. and had just timeto see the Lionand the Unicornrise to their feet,with angry looksat being; inter- o rupted in theirfeast, before shedropped to herknees, and puther hands overher ears, vainlytrying to shutout the dreadful uproar. If tliat doesnt drum them out of thought to herself, nothing; ever will ! o o. ; CHAPTER VIII. UITS MY OWN INVENTION/ AFTER a while the noise seemed gradually todie away, till all was dead silence, and Alicelifted up her head in some alarm. There wasno one to be seen, and her first thought was o that she must have been dreaming about theLion and the Unicorn and those queer Anglo-Saxon Messengers. However, there was the greatdish still lying at her feet, on which she hadtried to cut the plum-cake, So I wasnt dream-ing, after all, she said to herself, unless-unless we re all part of the same dream. Only Ido hope its my dream, and not the Eed Kings ! 158 ITS MY OWN INVENTION. I dont like belonging to another persons•dream, she went on in a rather complainingtone: Ive a great mind to go and wake him,and see what happens ! At this moment her thoughts were interruptedby a loud shouting of Ahoy ! Ahoy ! Check !and a Knight, dressed in crimson armour, camegalloping down upon her, brandishing a greatclub. Just as he
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