(Five, seven and two are painting roses)
(Alice walks in) Scene one
Alice. Would you tell me, please, why you are painting those roses?
Two. Why, the fact is, you see, miss, we are doing are best, afore she comes, too.Scene two
(At this moment the queen walks in)Queen. Get up!
(The three gardeners instantly jumped up)
Two. May it please your majesty, we were trying-
Queen. I see! Off with there heads
Alice. You shan’t be beheaded.
(Alice puts the cards into a flowerpot)
Queen. Can you play croquet?
Alice. Yes.
Queen. Come on then.
Scene three
(The queen leads everybody to a vast croquet ground)
Queen. Get to your places.
Queen. Off with his head off with her head.
Alice. It’s the Cheshire cat now I shall have somebody to talk to.
Cheshire cat. How are you getting on?
Alice I don’t think they play very fairly at all, and they all quarrel so dreadfully that one can’t her oneself speak- and they don’t seem to have any rules particular; at least, if there are, Know body attends to them- and you’ve no idea it is all the things being alive; for instance, there’s the arch I’ve got to go through next walking about at the other end of the ground- and I should have croqueted the queens hedgehog just now, only it ran when away when it saw mine coming!
Cheshire cat. How do you like the queen?
Alice. Not at all she’s so extremely- likely to win that its hardly worthwhile finishing the game.
King. Who are you talking to?
Queen. Off with his head.
