in it,’ bué none of them attempted to explain
the paper.
“If there’s no meaning in it,” said the
King, “that saves a world of trouble, you
know, as we neednt try to find any. And
yet I don't know,’ he went on, spreading out
the verses on his knee, and looking at them
with one eye; "I seem to see some meaning in
them, after all. ‘—said I could not swim—
you cant swim, can you?” he added, turning
to the Knave.
The Knave shook his head sadly. “Do [|
look like it?” he said. (Which he certainly
did not, being made entirely of cardboard.) .
“All right, so far,’ said the King, and he
went on muttering over the verses to himself:
cc We know it to be true—' that’s the jury, of
course—I gave her one, they gave him two—
why, that must be what he did with the tarts,
you know——"
“But it goes on ‘they all returned from
him to you,” said Alice.
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