Алиса в зазеркалье
It’s my own Invention
Heunfasteneditashespoke,andwasjustgoingtothrowitintothebushes,whenasuddenthoughtseemedtostrikehim,andhehungitcarefullyonatree.‘CanyouguesswhyIdidthat?’hesaidtoAlice.
Aliceshookherhead.
‘Inhopessomebeesmaymakeanestinit—thenIshouldgetthehoney.’
‘Butyou’vegotabee-hive—orsomethinglikeone—fastenedtothesaddle,’saidAlice.
‘Yes,it’saverygoodbee-hive,’theKnightsaidinadiscontentedtone,‘oneofthebestkind.Butnotasinglebeehascomenearityet.Andtheotherthingisamouse-trap.Isupposethemicekeepthebeesout—orthebeeskeepthemiceout,Idon’tknowwhich.’
‘Iwaswonderingwhatthemouse-trapwasfor,’saidAlice.‘Itisn’tverylikelytherewouldbeanymiceonthehorse’sback.’
‘Notverylikely,perhaps,’saidtheKnight:‘butiftheydocome,Idon’tchoosetohavethemrunningallabout.’
‘Yousee,’hewentonafterapause,‘it’saswelltobeprovidedforeverything.That’sthereasonthehorsehasallthoseankletsroundhisfeet.’
‘Butwhataretheyfor?’Aliceaskedinatoneofgreatcuriosity.
‘Toguardagainstthebitesofsharks,’theKnightreplied.‘It’saninventionofmyown.Andnowhelpmeon.I’llgowithyoutotheendofthewood—What’sthedishfor?’
‘It’smeantforplum-cake,’saidAlice.
‘We’dbettertakeitwithus,’theKnightsaid.‘It’llcomeinhandyifwefindanyplum-cake.Helpmetogetitintothisbag.