Аліса в Задзеркаллі
The Lion and the Unicorn
‘Isay,thisisn’tfair!’criedtheUnicorn,asAlicesatwiththeknifeinherhand,verymuchpuzzledhowtobegin.‘TheMonsterhasgiventheLiontwiceasmuchasme!’
‘She’skeptnoneforherself,anyhow,’saidtheLion.‘Doyoulikeplum-cake,Monster?’
ButbeforeAlicecouldanswerhim,thedrumsbegan.
Wherethenoisecamefrom,shecouldn’tmakeout:theairseemedfullofit,anditrangthroughandthroughherheadtillshefeltquitedeafened.Shestartedtoherfeetandsprangacrossthelittlebrookinherterror,andhadjusttimetoseetheLionandtheUnicornrisetotheirfeet,withangrylooksatbeinginterruptedintheirfeast,beforeshedroppedtoherknees,andputherhandsoverherears,vainlytryingtoshutoutthedreadfuluproar.
‘Ifthatdoesn’t"drumthemoutoftown,"’shethoughttoherself,‘nothingeverwill!’
