"Every one of these things has got to go on, somehow or other." Alice said afterwards she had never seen such a fuss made about anything in all her life--the way those two bustled about--and the quantity of things they put on--and the trouble they gave her in tying strings and fastening buttons--"Really they'll be more like bundles of old clothes than anything else, by the time they're ready!" she said to herself, as she arranged a bolster round the neck of Tweedledee, "to keep his head from being cut off," as he said.
"You know," he added very gravely, "it's one of the most serious things that can possibly happen to one in a battle--to get one's head cut off." Alice laughed aloud: but she managed to turn it into a cough, for fear of hurting his feelings.
"Do I look very pale ?" said Tweedledum, coming up to have his helmet tied on.

(He CALLED it a helmet, though it certainly looked much more like a saucepan.) "Well--yes--a LITTLE," Alice replied gently.
"I'm very brave generally," he went on in a low voice: "only to-day I happen to have a headache." "And I'VE got a toothache!" said Tweedledee, who had overheard the remark.

"I'm far worse off than you!" "Then you'd better not fight to-day," said Alice, thinking it a good opportunity to make peace.
"We MUST have a bit of a fight, but I don't care about going on long," said Tweedledum.

"What's the time now ?" Tweedledee looked at his watch, and said "Half-past four." "Let's fight till six, and then have dinner," said Tweedledum.
"Very well," the other said, rather sadly: "and SHE can watch us--only you'd better not come VERY close," he added: "I generally hit everything I can see--when I get really excited." "And _I_ hit everything within reach," cried Tweedledum, "whether I can see it or not!" Alice laughed.

"You must hit the TREES pretty often, I should think," she said.
Tweedledum looked round him with a satisfied smile.