"if all had to lie down so that they couldn't see it?" So she stood where she was and wait-ed.
When they came to where she stood, they all stopped and looked at her, and the Queen said in a stern voice, "Who is this?" She spoke to the Knave of Hearts, who bowed and smiled but did not speak.
"Fool!" said the Queen with a toss of her head; then she turned to Al-ice and asked, "What's your name, child?"
"My name is Al-ice, so please your ma-jes-ty," said Al-ice, but she thought to her-self, "Why they're a mere pack of cards. I need have no fears of them."
"And who are these?" asked the Queen, as she point-ed to the three men who still lay round the rose tree; for you see as they all lay on their faces and their backs were the same as the rest of the pack, she could not tell who they were.
"How should I know?" said Al-ice, and thought it strange that she should speak to a Queen in that way.
The Queen turned red with rage, glared at her for a mo-ment like a wild beast, then screamed, "Off with her head! Off"
"Non-sense!" said Al-ice, in a loud, firm voice, and the Queen said no more.
The King laid his hand on the Queen's arm and said, "Think, my dear, she is but a child!"
The Queen turned from him with a scowl and said to the Knave, "Turn them o-ver!"
The Knave did so, with one foot.
