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, and looked up into it. Xo, I dont think it is, he said: at least-not under here. Xohow. But it may rain outside ? It may--if it chooses, said Tweedledee :weve 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,
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, and looked up into it. Xo, I dont think it is, he said: at least-not under here. Xohow. But it may rain outside ? It may--if it chooses, said Tweedledee :weve 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 voicechoking with passion, and his eyes grew largeand yellowr all in a moment, as he pointed witha trembling finger at a small white thing lyingunder the tree. G 2 84 TWEEDLEDUM : Its only a rattle, Alice said, after a carefulexamination of the little white thing. Not aT&ttle-snaJce, 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 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 said,in a soothing tone, You neednt be so angryabout an old rattle. But it isnt old ! Tweedledum cried, in agreater fury than ever. Its new, I tell you-I bought it yesterday- -my nice NEW EATTLE !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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