used to being called the Monster ). I ve cut several slices already,
but they always join on again!
You don t know how to manage Looking-glass cakes, the Unicorn
remarked. Hand it round first, and cut it afterwards.
This sounded nonsense, but Alice very obediently got up, and carried
the dish round, and the cake divided itself into three pieces as she
did so. _Now_ cut it up, said the Lion, as she returned to her place
with the empty dish.
I say, this isn t fair! cried the Unicorn, as Alice sat with the
knife in her hand, very much puzzled how to begin. The Monster has
given the Lion twice as much as me!
She s kept none for herself, anyhow, said the Lion. Do you like
plum-cake, Monster?
But before Alice could answer him, the drums began.
Where the noise came from, she couldn t make out: the air seemed full
of it, and it rang through and through her head till she felt quite
deafened. She started to her feet and sprang across the little brook in
her terror,
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and had just time to see the Lion and the Unicorn rise to their feet,
with angry looks at being interrupted in their feast, before she
dropped to her knees, and put her hands over her ears, vainly trying to
shut out the dreadful uproar.
If _that_ doesn t drum them out of town, she thought to herself,
nothing ever will!
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