`That
seems to be done right -- ' he began.
`You're holding it upside down!' Alice interrupted.
`To be sure I was!' Humpty Dumpty said gaily, as she turned it
round for him. `I thought it looked a little queer. As I was
saying, that SEEMS to be done right -- though I haven't time to look
it over thoroughly just now -- and that shows that there are three
hundred and sixty-four days when you might get un-birthday presents
-- '
`Certainly,' said Alice.
`And only ONE for birthday presents, you know. There's glory for
you!'
`I don't know what you mean by "glory,"' Alice said.
Humpty Dumpty smiled contemptuously. `Of course you don't -- till
I tell you. I meant "there's a nice knock-down argument for you!"'
`But "glory" doesn't mean "a nice knock-down argument,"' Alice
objected.
`When _I_ use a word,' Humpty Dumpty said in rather a scornful
tone, `it means just what I choose it to mean -- neither more nor
less.'
`The question is,' said Alice, `whether you CAN make words mean so
many different things.'
`The question is,' said Humpty Dumpty, `which is to be master - -
that's all.'
Alice was too much puzzled to say anything, so after a minute
Humpty Dumpty began again.
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