I only wish I had such eyes; to be able to see Nobody! And at that distance too! Why, it's as much as I can do to see real people, by this light. ALICE I see somebody now! But he's coming very slowly--and what curious attitudes he goes into--skipping up and down, and wriggling like an eel. KING Not at all, those are Anglo-Saxon attitudes. He only does them when he's happy. I must have two messengers, you know--to come and go. One to come and one to go. ALICE I beg your pardon? KING It isn't respectable to beg. ALICE I only meant that I didn't understand. Why one to come and one to go? KING Don't I tell you? I must have two--to fetch and carry. One to fetch, and one to carry. MARCH HARE [_Enters, pants for breath--waves his hands about and makes fearful faces at the KING._] KING You alarm me! I feel faint--give me a ham sandwich. Another sandwich! MARCH HARE There's nothing but hay left now. KING Hay, then. There's nothing like eating hay when you're faint. ALICE I should think throwing cold water over you would be better. KING I didn't say there was nothing _better_; I said there was nothing _like_ it. KING Who did you pass on the road? MARCH HARE Nobody. KING Quite right; this young lady saw him too. So of course Nobody walks slower than you. MARCH HARE I do my best; I'm sure nobody walks much faster than I do. KING He can't do that; or else he'd have been here first. However, now you've got your breath, you may tell us what's happened in the town. MARCH HARE I'll whisper it. [_Much to ALICE'S surprise, he shouts into the KING'S ear._] They're at it again! KING Do you call _that_ a whisper? If you do such a thing again, I'll have you buttered. It went through and through my head like an earthquake. Give me details, quick! [_The KING and MARCH HARE go out, followed by FIVE, SEVEN, and NINE SPOTS._] DUCHESS [_Runs in and tucks her arm affectionately into ALICE'S._] You can't think how glad I am to see you again, you dear old thing! ALICE Oh! DUCHESS You're thinking about something, my dear, and that makes you forget to talk. I can't tell you just now what the moral of that is, but I shall remember it in a bit. ALICE Perhaps it hasn't one. DUCHESS Tut, tut, child! Everything's got a moral, if only you can find it. [_Squeezes closely, digs her chin into ALICE'S shoulder, and roughly drags ALICE along for a walk._] ALICE The game's going on rather better now. DUCHESS 'Tis so, and the moral of that is--"Oh, 'tis love, 'tis love, that makes the world go round!" ALICE Somebody said, that it's done by everybody minding their own business. DUCHESS Ah, well! It means much the same thing, and the moral of _that_ is--"Take care of the sense, and the sounds will take care of themselves." ALICE How fond you are of finding morals in things. DUCHESS