Аліса в Задзеркаллі

           ‘Inourcountry,’sheremarked,‘there’sonlyonedayatatime.’

           TheRedQueensaid,‘That’sapoorthinwayofdoingthings.Nowhere,wemostlyhavedaysandnightstwoorthreeatatime,andsometimesinthewinterwetakeasmanyasfivenightstogether—forwarmth,youknow.’

           ‘Arefivenightswarmerthanonenight,then?’Aliceventuredtoask.

           ‘Fivetimesaswarm,ofcourse.’

           ‘Buttheyshouldbefivetimesascold,bythesamerule—’

           ‘Justso!’criedtheRedQueen.‘Fivetimesaswarm,andfivetimesascold—justasI’mfivetimesasrichasyouare,andfivetimesasclever!’

           Alicesighedandgaveitup.‘It’sexactlylikeariddlewithnoanswer!’shethought.

           ‘HumptyDumptysawittoo,’theWhiteQueenwentoninalowvoice,moreasifsheweretalkingtoherself.‘Hecametothedoorwithacorkscrewinhishand—’

           ‘Whatdidhewant?’saidtheRedQueen.

           ‘Hesaidhewouldcomein,’theWhiteQueenwenton,‘becausehewaslookingforahippopotamus.Now,asithappened,therewasn’tsuchathinginthehouse,thatmorning.’

           ‘Istheregenerally?’Aliceaskedinanastonishedtone.

           ‘Well,onlyonThursdays,’saidtheQueen.

           ‘Iknowwhathecamefor,’saidAlice:‘hewantedtopunishthefish,because—’

           HeretheWhiteQueenbeganagain.‘Itwassuchathunderstorm,youcan’tthink!’(Shenevercould,youknow,’saidtheRedQueen.)