‘Well, I’d hardly finished the first verse,’ said the Hatter, 🔊 ‘when the

Queen jumped up and bawled out, “He’s murdering the time! Off with his

head!”’ 🔊

‘How dreadfully savage!’ exclaimed Alice. 🔊

‘And ever since that,’ the Hatter went on in a mournful tone, ‘he won’t

do a thing I ask! It’s always six o’clock now.’ 🔊

A bright idea came into Alice’s head. ‘Is that the reason so many

tea-things are put out here?’ she asked. 🔊

‘Yes, that’s it,’ said the Hatter with a sigh: ‘it’s always tea-time,

and we’ve no time to wash the things between whiles.’ 🔊

‘Then you keep moving round, I suppose?’ said Alice. 🔊

‘Exactly so,’ said the Hatter: ‘as the things get used up.’ 🔊

‘But what happens when you come to the beginning again?’ Alice ventured

to ask. 🔊

‘Suppose we change the subject,’ the March Hare interrupted, yawning. 🔊

‘I’m getting tired of this. I vote the young lady tells us a story.’ 🔊