There was
no one to be seen, and her first thought was that she must have been
dreaming about the Lion and the Unicorn and those still lying at her
feet, on which she had tried to cut the plum- cake, `So I wasn't
dreaming, after all,' she said to herself, `unless -- unless we're
all part of the same dream. Only I do hope it's MY dream, and not
the Red King's! I don't like belonging to another person's dream,'
she went on in a rather complaining tone: `I've a great mind to go
and wake him, and see what happens!'
At this moment her thoughts were interrupted by a loud shouting of
`Ahoy! Ahoy! Check! and a Knight dressed in crimson armour, came
galloping down upon her, brandishing a great club. Just as he
reached her, the horse stopped suddenly: `You're my prisoner!' the
Knight cried, as he tumbled off his horse.
Startled as she was, Alice was more frightened for him than for
herself at the moment, and watched him with some anxiety as he
mounted again. As soon as he was comfortably in the saddle, he began
once more `You're my -- ' but here another voice broke in `Ahoy!
Ahoy! Check!' and Alice looked round in some surprise for the new
enemy.
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