‘That’s none of your business, Two!’ said Seven. 🔊
‘Yes, it is his business!’ said Five, ‘and I’ll tell him--it was for
bringing the cook tulip-roots instead of onions.’ 🔊
Seven flung down his brush, and had just begun ‘Well, of all the unjust
things--’ when his eye chanced to fall upon Alice, as she stood watching
them, 🔊 and he checked himself suddenly: the others looked round also, and
‘Would you tell me,’ said Alice, a little timidly, ‘why you are painting
Five and Seven said nothing, but looked at Two. 🔊 Two began in a low
voice, ‘Why the fact is, you see, Miss, this here ought to have been a
red rose-tree, and we put a white one in by mistake; and if the Queen
was to find it out, we should all have our heads cut off, you know. 🔊
So you see, Miss, we’re doing our best, afore she comes, to--’ At this
moment Five, who had been anxiously looking across the garden, called
out ‘The Queen! The Queen!’ 🔊 and the three gardeners instantly threw
themselves flat upon their faces. 🔊 There was a sound of many footsteps,