Аліса в Задзеркаллі

           ‘Youdon’tknowwhatyou’retalkingabout!’criedHumptyDumpty.‘Howmanydaysarethereinayear?’

           ‘Threehundredandsixty-five,’saidAlice.

           ‘Andhowmanybirthdayshaveyou?’

           ‘One.’

           ‘Andifyoutakeonefromthreehundredandsixty-five,whatremains?’

           ‘Threehundredandsixty-four,ofcourse.’

           HumptyDumptylookeddoubtful.‘I’dratherseethatdoneonpaper,’hesaid.

           Alicecouldn’thelpsmilingasshetookouthermemorandum-book,andworkedthesumforhim:

           365

           —1

           364

           HumptyDumptytookthebook,andlookedatitcarefully.‘Thatseemstobedoneright—’hebegan.

           ‘You’reholdingitupsidedown!’Aliceinterrupted.

           ‘TobesureIwas!’HumptyDumptysaidgaily,assheturneditroundforhim.‘Ithoughtitlookedalittlequeer.AsIwassaying,thatseemstobedoneright—thoughIhaven’ttimetolookitoverthoroughlyjustnow—andthatshowsthattherearethreehundredandsixty-fourdayswhenyoumightgetun-birthdaypresents—’

           ‘Certainly,’saidAlice.

           ‘Andonlyoneforbirthdaypresents,youknow.There’sgloryforyou!’

           ‘Idon’tknowwhatyoumeanby"glory,"’Alicesaid.

           HumptyDumptysmiledcontemptuously.‘Ofcourseyoudon’t—tillItellyou.Imeant"there’saniceknock-downargumentforyou!"’

           ‘But"glory"doesn’tmean"aniceknock-downargument,"’Aliceobjected.

           ‘WhenIuseaword,’HumptyDumptysaidinratherascornfultone,‘itmeansjustwhatIchooseittomean—neithermorenorless.’