‘Digging for apples, indeed!’ said the Rabbit angrily. 🔊 ‘Here! Come and
help me out of this!’ (Sounds of more broken glass.) 🔊
‘Now tell me, Pat, what’s that in the window?’ 🔊
‘Sure, it’s an arm, yer honour!’ (He pronounced it ‘arrum.’) 🔊
‘An arm, you goose! Who ever saw one that size? Why, it fills the whole
window!’ 🔊
‘Sure, it does, yer honour: but it’s an arm for all that.’ 🔊
‘Well, it’s got no business there, at any rate: go and take it away!’ 🔊
There was a long silence after this, and Alice could only hear whispers
now and then; 🔊 such as, ‘Sure, I don’t like it, yer honour, at all, at
all!’ ‘Do as I tell you, you coward!’ and at last she spread out her
hand again, and made another snatch in the air. 🔊 This time there were
two little shrieks, and more sounds of broken glass. 🔊 ‘What a number of
cucumber-frames there must be!’ thought Alice. 🔊 ‘I wonder what they’ll do
next! 🔊 As for pulling me out of the window, I only wish they could! 🔊 I’m