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'There isn't any,' said the March Hare.
'Why do you offer? It isn't very polite of you,' said Alice angrily.
'It isn't very polite of you to sit down here: nobody invited you,' said the March Hare.
'I didn't know it was your table,' said Alice; 'there are many cups on it.'
The Hatter opened his eyes very wide and said, 'Why is a raven like a writing-desk?'
'I believe I can guess that!' said Alice aloud.
'Do you mean that you think you can answer?' said the March Hare.
'Exactly so,' said Alice.
'Then you must say what you mean,' the March Hare went on.
'I do,' Alice hastily replied; 'at least-at least I mean what I say-that's the same thing, you know.'
'Not the same thing at all!' said the Hatter. 'You can say “I see what I eat” is the same thing as “I eat what I see”!'
'You can say,' added the March Hare, 'that “I like what I get” is the same thing as “I get what I like”!'
'You can say,' added the Dormouse in its sleep, 'that “I breathe when I sleep” is the same thing as “I sleep when I breathe”!'
'It is the same thing to you,' said the Hatter, and here the conversation dropped, and they sat silent for a minute.
'What day of the month is it?' the Hatter asked. He took his watch out of his pocket. He was looking at it, shaking it and holding it to his ear.
Alice considered a little, and then said 'The fourth.'
'Two days wrong!' sighed the Hatter. 'Listen to me: you must not use the butter!' he looked angrily at the March Hare.
'It was the best butter,' the March Hare meekly replied.
'Yes, but there were some crumbs,' the Hatter grumbled: 'you used the bread-knife.'
The March Hare took the watch and looked at it gloomily: then he dipped it into his cup of tea, and looked at it again.
'It was the best butter, you know,' he said again.
Alice looked over his shoulder with some curiosity.
'What a funny watch!' she remarked. 'It tells the day of the month, and doesn't tell the time!'
'Why?' muttered the Hatter. 'Does your watch tell you what year it is?'
'Of course not,' Alice replied very readily: 'but that's because my year is very long.'
'But my year is also long,' said the Hatter.
'I don't quite understand you,' Alice said.
'The Dormouse is sleeping again,' said the Hatter, and he poured a little hot tea upon its nose.
The Dormouse shook its head, and said, 'Of course, of course; it's just what I was going to say.'
'What about the riddle?' asked the Hatter.
'I can't guess,' Alice replied: 'what's the answer?'
'No idea,' said the Hatter.
'Nor I,' said the March Hare.
'What's the time?' asked Alice.
'It's always six o'clock now,' the Hatter answered. 'It's always tea-time, and we have no time to wash the dishes.'
'Then you move round, I suppose?' said Alice.
'Exactly so,' said the Hatter.
'But what happens when you come to the beginning again?' Alice asked.
'Let's change the subject,' the March Hare interrupted. 'The young lady will tell us a story, right?'
'I'm afraid I don't know one,' said Alice.
'Then the Dormouse will tell us something,' cried the Hatter and the March Hare. 'Wake up, Dormouse!'
And they pinched it on both sides at once.
The Dormouse slowly opened his eyes.
'I wasn't asleep,' it said in a hoarse, feeble voice: 'I heard every word.'
'Tell us a story!' said the March Hare.
'Yes, please do!' pleaded Alice.
'And be quick,' added the Hatter.
'Once upon a time there were three little sisters,' the Dormouse began in a great hurry; 'and their names were Elsie, Lacie, and Tillie; and they lived at the bottom of a well…'
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