no mark; but he now hastily began again, using
 the ink, that was trickling down his face, as
 long as it lasted.)
 
“Then the words’ dont jit you,” said the
 King, looking round the court with a smile.
 There was a dead silence.
 
“It’s a pun!” the King added in an angry
 tone, and everybody laughed. “Let the jury
 consider their verdict,’ the King said, for about
 the twentieth time that day.
 
“No, no!” said the Queen. ‘Sentence first—
 verdict afterwards.”
 
“ Stuff and nonsense !” said Alice loudly. “The
 idea of having the sentence first!”
 
“Hold your tongue!” said the Queen, turn¬
 ing purple.
 
“T won't!” said Alice.
 
“Off with her head!” the Queen shouted at
 the top of her voice. Nobody moved.
 
“Who cares for you?” said Alice, (she had
 grown to her full size by this time.) “Youre
 nothing but a pack of cards!”