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And made of tin, too!" he snarled, contemptuously bending the blade round his thumb. Now, Madam, you'll be good enough to explain. First, what do you call me Benjamin for?" "It's part of the Conspiracy, Love! One must have an alias, you know " "Oh, an alias, is it? Well! And next, what did you get this dagger for? Come, no evasions! You ca'n't deceive me!"
"Hurted mine self welly much!" sobbed the poor little fellow. "I'm so sorry, darling! How ever did you manage to hurt yourself so?" "Course I managed it!" said Bruno, laughing through his tears. "Doos oo think nobody else but oo ca'n't manage things?" Matters were looking distinctly brighter, now Bruno had begun to argue. "Come, let's hear all about it!" I said.
Only two peoples ca'n't talk comfably togevver, when one's getting up a tree, and the other isn't!"
"Ca'n't amuse it no more," Bruno answered, very dolefully, "'cause it won't say what it would like to do next! I've showed it all the duck-weeds and a live caddis-worm but it won't say nuffin! What would oo like? he shouted into the ear of the Frog: but the little creature sat quite still, and took no notice of him. "It's deaf, I think!" Bruno said, turning away with a sigh.
"It will indeed!" the Professor cried, with enthusiasm. "I shall come as a Grass-hopper," my Lady calmly proceeded. "What shall you come as, Professor?" The Professor smiled feebly. "I shall come as as early as I can, my Lady!" "You mustn't come in before the doors are opened," said my Lady. "I ca'n't," said the Professor. "Excuse me a moment.
"I fear I ca'n't, your Excellency!" the old man faltered. "What will the Warden " "True, true!" the Vice-Warden interrupted. "Your position, as Court-Professor, makes it awkward, I admit. Well, well! Then the Election shall be held without you." "Better so, than if it were held within me!" the Professor murmured with a bewildered air, as if he hardly knew what he was saying.
For some minutes it puffed away at its hookah without speaking, but at last it unfolded its arms, took the hookah out of its mouth again, and said "so you think you're changed, do you?" "Yes, sir," said Alice, "I ca'n't remember the things I used to know I've tried to say "How doth the little busy bee" and it came all different!"
"We were looking for you!" cried Sylvie, in a tone of great relief. "We do want you so much, you ca'n't think!" "What is it, dear children?" the Professor asked, beaming on them with a very different look from what Uggug ever got from him. "We want you to speak to the Gardener for us," Sylvie said, as she and Bruno took the old man's hands and led him into the hall. "He's ever so unkind!"
"I ca'n't explain myself, I'm afraid, sir," said Alice, "because I'm not myself, you see." "I don't see," said the caterpillar. "I'm afraid I can't put it more clearly," Alice replied very politely, "for I ca'n't understand it myself, and really to be so many different sizes in one day is very confusing." "It isn't," said the caterpillar.
I represented, modestly, that to my ears it appeared that they were shouting for different things, but the Chancellor would not listen to my suggestion for a moment. "They all shout the same words, I assure you!" he said: then, leaning well out of the window, he whispered to a man who was standing close underneath, "Keep'em together, ca'n't you? The Warden will be here directly.
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