. Through the looking glass : and what Alice found there . rolled downfrom her shoulder, and lay like a heavylump in her lap. I dont think it ever hap-pened before, that any one had to take careof two Queens asleep at once! No, not in allthe History of England—it couldnt, youknow, because there never was more thanone Queen at a time. Do wake up, youheavy things! she went on in an impatienttone ; but there was no answer but a gentle snoring. The snoring got more distinct everyminute, and sounded more like a tune: atlast she could even make out words, and shelistened so eagerly that, when the tw
. Through the looking glass : and what Alice found there . rolled downfrom her shoulder, and lay like a heavylump in her lap. I dont think it ever hap-pened before, that any one had to take careof two Queens asleep at once! No, not in allthe History of England—it couldnt, youknow, because there never was more thanone Queen at a time. Do wake up, youheavy things! she went on in an impatienttone ; but there was no answer but a gentle snoring. The snoring got more distinct everyminute, and sounded more like a tune: atlast she could even make out words, and shelistened so eagerly that, when the two greatheads suddenly vanished from her lap, shehardly missed them. She was standing before an arched door-way over which were the words QUEENALICE in large letters, and on each side ofthe arch there was a bell-handle; one was Q UEEN ALICE. 189 marked Visitors Bell, and the other Ser-vants Bell. Ill wait till the songs over, thoughtAlice, and then Ill ring the--the—whichbell must I ring ? she went on, very muchpuzzled by the names. Im not a visitor,. and Im not a servant. There ought to beone marked Queen, yoi know- Just then the door opened a little way, anda creature with a long beak put its head outfor a moment and said No admittance tillthe week after next! and shut the doorag-ain with a bang. 190 THRO UGH THE LOOKING-GLA SS. Alice knocked and rang in vain for along time, but at last a very old Frog,who was sitting under a tree, got up andhobbled slowly towards her: he was dressedin bright yellow, and had enormous bootson. What is it, now ? the Frog said in adeep hoarse whisper. Alice turned round, ready to find faultwith anybody. Wheres the servant whosebusiness it is to answer the door ? shebegan angrily. Which door? said the Frog. Alice almost stamped with irritation atthe slow drawl in which he spoke. Thisdoor, of course! The Frog looked at the door with his largedull eyes for a minute: then he went nearerand rubbed it with his thumb, as if he weretrying whether the
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