"Don't I tell you?" the King repeated, impatiently. "I must have two—to fetch and carry. One to fetch and one to carry."
At this moment the Messenger arrived; he was far too much out of breath to say a word, and could only wave his hands about, and make the most fearful faces at the poor King.
"This young lady loves you with an H," the King said, introducing Alice in the hope of turning off the Messenger's attention from himself. But it was of no use; the Anglo-Saxon attitudes only got more extraordinary every moment, while the great eyes rolled wildly from side to side.
"You alarm me!" said the King. "I feel faint. Give me a ham sandwich!"
On which the Messenger, to Alice's great amusement, opened a bag that hung round his neck and handed a sandwich to the King, who devoured it greedily.
