"She's one of the thorny kind." "Where does she wear the thorns ?" Alice asked with some curiosity.
"Why all round her head, of course," the Rose replied.

"I was wondering YOU hadn't got some too.

I thought it was the regular rule." "She's coming!" cried the Larkspur.

"I hear her footstep, thump, thump, thump, along the gravel-walk!" Alice looked round eagerly, and found that it was the Red Queen.

"She's grown a good deal!" was her first remark.