How do you like the Queen? said the Cat in a low voice.
Not at all, said Alice: she s so extremely Just then she noticed
that the Queen was close behind her, listening: so she went on,
likely to win, that it s hardly worth while finishing the game.
The Queen smiled and passed on.
Who _are_ you talking to? said the King, going up to Alice, and
looking at the Cat s head with great curiosity.
It s a friend of mine a Cheshire Cat, said Alice: allow me to
introduce it.
I don t like the look of it at all, said the King: however, it may
kiss my hand if it likes.
I d rather not, the Cat remarked.
Don t be impertinent, said the King, and don t look at me like
that! He got behind Alice as he spoke.
A cat may look at a king, said Alice. I ve read that in some book,
but I don t remember where.
Well, it must be removed, said the King very decidedly, and he called
the Queen, who was passing at the moment, My dear! I wish you would
have this cat removed!
The Queen had only one way of settling all difficulties, great or
small. Off with his head! she said, without even looking round.
I ll fetch the executioner myself, said the King eagerly, and he
hurried off.
Alice thought she might as well go back, and see how the game was going
on, as she heard the Queen s voice in the distance, screaming with
passion. She had already heard her sentence three of the players to be
executed for having missed their turns, and she did not like the look
of things at all, as the game was in such confusion that she never knew
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