"Off with their
heads!" and the crowd moved on, while three of the sol-diers stayed to
cut off the heads of the poor men, who ran to Al-ice for help.
"They shan't hurt you," she said, as she hid them in a large flow-er pot
that stood near. The three sol-diers walked round and looked for them a
short while, then marched off.
"Are their heads off?" shout-ed the Queen.
"Their heads are gone, if it please your ma-jes-ty," the sol-diers
shouted back.
"That's right!" shouted the Queen. "Can you play cro-quet?" she asked
Al-ice.
"Yes," shouted Al-ice.
"Come on then!" roared the Queen, and Al-ice went on with them.
"It's--it's a fine day!" said a weak voice at her side. It was the White
Rab-bit who peeped up in-to her face.
"Yes," said Al-ice: "where's the Duch-ess?"
"Hush! Hush!" said the Rab-bit, in a low tone. He looked back as he
spoke, then raised up on tip-toe, put his mouth close to her ear and
whis-pered, "She's to have her head cut off."
"What for?" asked Al-ice.
"Did you say, 'What a pit-y!'?" the Rab-bit asked.
"No, I didn't," said Al-ice: "I don't think it's at all a pit-y. I said
'What for?'"
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"She boxed the Queen's ears--" the Rab-bit be-gan. Al-ice gave a lit-tle
scream of joy.
"Oh, hush!" the Rab-bit whis-pered in a great fright. "The Queen will
hear you! You see she came late, and the Queen said--"
"Each one to his place!" shout-ed the Queen in a loud voice, and peo-ple
ran this way and that in great haste and soon each one had found his
place, and the game be-gan.
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