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The
King
looked
anxiously
at
the
White
Rabbit
,
who
said
in
a
low
voice
,
'
Your
Majesty
must
cross-examine
this
witness
.
'
'
Well
,
if
I
must
,
I
must
,
'
the
King
said
,
with
a
melancholy
air
,
and
,
after
folding
his
arms
and
frowning
at
the
cook
till
his
eyes
were
nearly
out
of
sight
,
he
said
in
a
deep
voice
,
'
What
are
tarts
made
of
?
'
'
Pepper
,
mostly
,
'
said
the
cook
.
'
Treacle
,
'
said
a
sleepy
voice
behind
her
.
'
Collar
that
Dormouse
,
'
the
Queen
shrieked
out
.
'
Behead
that
Dormouse
!
Turn
that
Dormouse
out
of
court
!
Suppress
him
!
Pinch
him
!
Off
with
his
whiskers
!
'
For
some
minutes
the
whole
court
was
in
confusion
,
getting
the
Dormouse
turned
out
,
and
,
by
the
time
they
had
settled
down
again
,
the
cook
had
disappeared
.
'
Never
mind
!
'
said
the
King
,
with
an
air
of
great
relief
.
'
Call
the
next
witness
.
'
And
he
added
in
an
undertone
to
the
Queen
,
'
Really
,
my
dear
,
you
must
cross-examine
the
next
witness
.
It
quite
makes
my
forehead
ache
!
'
Alice
watched
the
White
Rabbit
as
he
fumbled
over
the
list
,
feeling
very
curious
to
see
what
the
next
witness
would
be
like
,
'
--
for
they
have
n't
got
much
evidence
yet
,
'
she
said
to
herself
.
Imagine
her
surprise
,
when
the
White
Rabbit
read
out
,
at
the
top
of
his
shrill
little
voice
,
the
name
'
Alice
!
'
'
Here
!
'
cried
Alice
,
quite
forgetting
in
the
flurry
of
the
moment
how
large
she
had
grown
in
the
last
few
minutes
,
and
she
jumped
up
in
such
a
hurry
that
she
tipped
over
the
jury-box
with
the
edge
of
her
skirt
,
upsetting
all
the
jurymen
on
to
the
heads
of
the
crowd
below
,
and
there
they
lay
sprawling
about
,
reminding
her
very
much
of
a
globe
of
goldfish
she
had
accidentally
upset
the
week
before
.
'
Oh
,
I
beg
your
pardon
!
'
she
exclaimed
in
a
tone
of
great
dismay
,
and
began
picking
them
up
again
as
quickly
as
she
could
,
for
the
accident
of
the
goldfish
kept
running
in
her
head
,
and
she
had
a
vague
sort
of
idea
that
they
must
be
collected
at
once
and
put
back
into
the
jury-box
,
or
they
would
die
.
