`You know,' he added very gravely, `it's one of the most serious
things that can possibly happen to one in a battle -- to get one's
head cut off.'
Alice laughed loud: but she managed to turn it into a cough, for
fear of hurting his feelings.
`Do I look very pale?' said Tweedledum, coming up to have his
helmet tied on. (He CALLED it a helmet, though it certainly looked
much more like a saucepan.)
`Well -- yes -- a LITTLE,' Alice replied gently.
`I'm very brave generally,' he went on in a low voice: `only to-day
I happen to have a headache.'
`And I'VE got a toothache!' said Tweedledee, who had overheard the
remark. `I'm far worse off than you!'
`Then you'd better not fight to-day,' said Alice, thinking it a
good opportunity to make peace.
`We MUST have a bit of a fight, but I don't care about going on
long,' said Tweedledum. `What's the time now?'
Tweedledee looked at his watch, and said `Half-past four.'
`Let's fight till six, and then have dinner,' said Tweedledum.
`Very well,' the other said, rather sadly: `and SHE can watch us --
only you'd better not come VERY close,' he added: `I generally hit
everything I can see -- when I get really excited.
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