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10. Escaping the Soup-Kettle
Onesideofherwasfieryred,withjet-blackhairandgreeneyesandtheothersideofherwasbrightyellow,withcrimsonhairandblackeyes.Sheworeashortskirtofredandyellowandherhair,insteadofbeingbanged,wasatangleofshortcurlsuponwhichrestedacircularcrownofsilver—muchdentedandtwistedbecausetheQueenhadthrownherheadatsomanythingssomanytimes.Herformwasleanandbonyandbothherfacesweredeeplywrinkled.
"Whathavewehere?"askedtheQueensharply,asourfriendsweremadetostandbeforeher.
"Soup!"criedtheguardofScoodlers,speakingtogether.
"We’renot!"saidDorothy,indignantly;"we’renothingofthesort."
"Ah,butyouwillbesoon,"retortedtheQueen,agrimsmilemakingherlookmoredreadfulthanbefore.
"Pardonme,mostbeautifulvision,"saidtheshaggyman,bowingbeforethequeenpolitely."ImustrequestyourSereneHighnesstoletusgoourwaywithoutbeingmadeintosoup.ForIowntheLoveMagnet,andwhoevermeetsmemustlovemeandallmyfriends."
"True,"repliedtheQueen."Weloveyouverymuch;somuchthatweintendtoeatyourbrothwithrealpleasure.Buttellme,doyouthinkIamsobeautiful?"
"Youwon’tbeatallbeautifulifyoueatme,"hesaid,shakinghisheadsadly."Handsomeisashandsomedoes,youknow."
TheQueenturnedtoButton-Bright.
"DoYOUthinkI’mbeautiful?"sheasked.
"No,"saidtheboy;"you’reugly."
"Ithinkyou’reafright,"saidDorothy.
"Ifyoucouldseeyourselfyou’dbeterriblyscared,"addedPolly.
TheQueenscowledatthemandfloppedfromherredsidetoheryellowside.