. Through the looking glass : and what Alice found there . rt of memory that onlyworks backwards, the Queen remarked. What sort of things do you rememberbest ? Alice ventured to ask. Oh, things that happen 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. Hesin prison now, being punished: and thetrial doesnt even begin till next Wednesday :and of course the crime comes last of all. Suppose he never commits the crime ? said Alice. That would be all the better, wouldnti
. Through the looking glass : and what Alice found there . rt of memory that onlyworks backwards, the Queen remarked. What sort of things do you rememberbest ? Alice ventured to ask. Oh, things that happen 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. Hesin prison now, being punished: and thetrial doesnt even begin till next Wednesday :and of course the crime comes last of all. Suppose he never commits the crime ? said Alice. That would be all the better, wouldntit? the Queen said, as she bound the plas-ter round her finger with a bit of ribbon. Alice felt there was no denying that. Ofcourse it would be all the better, she said : but it wouldnt be all the better his beingpunished. Youre wrong there, at any rate, said theQueen : were you ever punished ? WOOL AND WA TER. 99 Only for faults, said Alice. And you were all the better for it, Iknow ! the Queen said triumphantly. Yes, but then I had done the things I was. punished for, said Alice : that makes allthe difference. But if you hadrit done them, the Queensaid, that would have been better still; bet-ter, and better, and better! Her voice went 975631A ioo THROUGH THE LOOKING-GLASS. higher with each better, till it got quite toa squeak at last. Alice was just beginning to say Theres amistake somewhere—, when the Queen be-gan screaming, so loud that she had to leavethe sentence unfinished. Oh, oh, oh!shouted the Queen, shaking her hand aboutas if she wanted to shake it off. My fin-gers bleeding! Oh, oh, oh, oh! Her screams were so exactly like thewhistle of a steam-engine, that Alice had tohold both her 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 ? Aliceasked, feeling very much inclined to laugh. W
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