She watched him
a little anxiously as she took it. `If he smiled much more, the ends
of his mouth might meet behind,' she thought: `and then I don't know
what would happen to his head! I'm afraid it would come off!'
`Yes, all his horses and all his men,' Humpty Dumpty went on.
`They'd pick me up again in a minute, THEY would! However, this
conversation is going on a little too fast: let's go back to the last
remark but one.'
`I'm afraid I can't quite remember it,' Alice said very politely.
`In that case we start fresh,' said Humpty Dumpty, `and it's my
turn to choose a subject -- ' (`He talks about it just as if it was a
game!' thought Alice.) `So here's a question for you. How old did
you say you were?'
Alice made a short calculation, and said `Seven years and six
months.'
`Wrong!' Humpty Dumpty exclaimed triumphantly. `You never said a
word like it!'
`I though you meant "How old ARE you?"' Alice explained.
`If I'd meant that, I'd have said it,' said Humpty Dumpty.
Alice didn't want to begin another argument, so she said nothing.
`Seven years and six months!' Humpty Dumpty repeated thoughtfully.
`An uncomfortable sort of age.
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