Аліса в Країні чудес
Who Stole the Tarts?
‘—andjusttakehisheadoffoutside,’theQueenaddedtooneoftheofficers: buttheHatterwasoutofsightbeforetheofficercouldgettothedoor.
‘Callthenextwitness! ’saidtheKing.
ThenextwitnesswastheDuchess’scook. Shecarriedthepepper-boxinherhand,andAliceguessedwhoitwas,evenbeforeshegotintothecourt,bythewaythepeoplenearthedoorbegansneezingallatonce.
‘Giveyourevidence,’saidtheKing.
‘Shan’t,’saidthecook.
TheKinglookedanxiouslyattheWhiteRabbit,whosaidinalowvoice, ‘YourMajestymustcross-examinethiswitness.’
‘Well,ifImust,Imust,’theKingsaid,withamelancholyair, and,afterfoldinghisarmsandfrowningatthecooktillhiseyeswerenearlyoutofsight,hesaidinadeepvoice, ‘Whataretartsmadeof?’
‘Pepper,mostly,’saidthecook.
‘Treacle,’saidasleepyvoicebehindher.
‘CollarthatDormouse,’theQueenshriekedout. ‘BeheadthatDormouse! TurnthatDormouseoutofcourt! Suppresshim! Pinchhim! Offwithhiswhiskers!’
Forsomeminutesthewholecourtwasinconfusion,gettingtheDormouseturnedout, and,bythetimetheyhadsettleddownagain,thecookhaddisappeared.