Аліса в Задзеркаллі
The Lion and the Unicorn
Isthatabargain?’
‘Yes,ifyoulike,’saidAlice.
‘Come,fetchouttheplum-cake,oldman!’theUnicornwenton,turningfromhertotheKing.‘Noneofyourbrownbreadforme!’
‘Certainly—certainly!’theKingmuttered,andbeckonedtoHaigha.‘Openthebag!’hewhispered.‘Quick!Notthatone—that’sfullofhay!’
Haighatookalargecakeoutofthebag,andgaveittoAlicetohold,whilehegotoutadishandcarving-knife.HowtheyallcameoutofitAlicecouldn’tguess.Itwasjustlikeaconjuring-trick,shethought.
TheLionhadjoinedthemwhilethiswasgoingon:helookedverytiredandsleepy,andhiseyeswerehalfshut.‘What’sthis!’hesaid,blinkinglazilyatAlice,andspeakinginadeephollowtonethatsoundedlikethetollingofagreatbell.
‘Ah,whatIsit,now?’theUnicorncriedeagerly.‘You’llneverguess!Icouldn’t.’
TheLionlookedatAlicewearily.‘Areyouanimal—vegetable—ormineral?’hesaid,yawningateveryotherword.
‘It’safabulousmonster!’theUnicorncriedout,beforeAlicecouldreply.
‘Thenhandroundtheplum-cake,Monster,’theLionsaid,lyingdownandputtinghischinonthispaws.‘Andsitdown,bothofyou,’(totheKingandtheUnicorn):‘fairplaywiththecake,youknow!’
TheKingwasevidentlyveryuncomfortableathavingtositdownbetweenthetwogreatcreatures;buttherewasnootherplaceforhim.
