"Now, Kitty!" she cried, clapping her hands triumphantly.

"Confess that was what you turned into!" ("But it wouldn't look at it," she said, when she was explaining the thing afterwards to her sister: "it turned away its head, and pretended not to see it: but it looked a LITTLE ashamed of itself, so I think it MUST have been the Red Queen.") "Sit up a little more stiffly, dear!" Alice cried with a merry laugh.
"And curtsey while you're thinking what to--what to purr.

It saves time, remember!" And she caught it up and gave it one little kiss, "just in honour of having been a Red Queen." "Snowdrop, my pet!" she went on, looking over her shoulder at the White Kitten, which was still patiently undergoing its toilet, "when WILL Dinah have finished with your White Majesty, I wonder?
That must be the reason you were so untidy in my dream--Dinah! do you know that you're scrubbing a White Queen?
Really, it's most disrespectful of you! "And what did DINAH turn to, I wonder ?" she prattled on, as she settled comfortably down, with one elbow in the rug, and her chin in her hand, to watch the kittens.

"Tell me, Dinah, did you turn to Humpty Dumpty?
I THINK you did--however, you'd better not mention it to your friends just yet, for I'm not sure.
"By the way, Kitty, if only you'd been really with me in my dream, there was one thing you WOULD have enjoyed--I had such a quantity of poetry said to me, all about fishes! To-morrow morning you shall have a real treat.

All the time you're eating your breakfast, I'll repeat "The Walrus and the Carpenter" to you; and then you can make believe it's oysters, dear! "Now, Kitty, let's consider who it was that dreamed it all.