Through the looking glass and what Alice found there . marked. What sort of things do you remember best ?Alice ventured to ask. Oh, things that happened the week afternext, the Queen replied in a careless tone. For instance, now, she went on, sticking alarge piece of plaster on her finger as shespoke, theres the Kings Messenger. Hes inprison now, being punished : and the trialdoesnt even begin till next Wednesday : and ofcourse the crime comes last of all. 96 WOOL AND WATER. Suppose he nevercommits the crime ?said Alice. That would be allthe better, wouldntit ? the Queen said,as she bound the
Through the looking glass and what Alice found there . marked. What sort of things do you remember best ?Alice ventured to ask. Oh, things that happened the week afternext, the Queen replied in a careless tone. For instance, now, she went on, sticking alarge piece of plaster on her finger as shespoke, theres the Kings Messenger. Hes inprison now, being punished : and the trialdoesnt even begin till next Wednesday : and ofcourse the crime comes last of all. 96 WOOL AND WATER. Suppose he nevercommits the crime ?said Alice. That would be allthe better, wouldntit ? the Queen said,as she bound the plas-ter round her fingerwith a bit of ribbon. Alice felt therewas no denying that. Of course it wouldbe all the better, she said: but it wouldntbe all the better his being punished. Youre wrong there, at any rate, said theQueen. Were you ever punished ? Only for faults, said Alice. And you were all the better for it, I know !the Queen said triumphantly. Yes, but then I had done the things I waspunished for, said Alice : that makes all WOOL AND WATER. 97 But if you hadrit done them, the Queensaid, that would have been better still ; better,and better, and better ! Her voice went higher o with each better, till it got quite to a squeakat last. Alice was just beginning to say Theres amistake somewhere- -, when the Queen beganscreaming, so loud that she had to leave thesentence unfinished. Oh, oh, oh ! shouted theQueen, shaking her hand about as if she wantedto shake it off. ]VIy fingers bleeding! Oh,oh, oh, oh ! Her screams were so exactly like the whistleof a steam-engine, that Alice had to hold bothher hands over her ears. What is the matter ? she said, as soon asthere was a chance of making herself heard. Have you pricked your finger ? I havent pricked it yet the Queen said,but I soon shall--oh, oh, oh! When do you expect to do it ? Alice asked,feeling very much inclined to laugh. H 98 WOOL AND WATER. When I fasten my shawl again, the poorQueen groaned out : th
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