‘ Must a name mean something?’ Alice asked doubtfully. ‘It’s a stupid enough name!’ Humpty Dumpty interrupted impatiently. ‘Don’t stand there chattering to yourself like that,’ Humpty Dumpty said, looking at her for the first time, ‘but tell me your name and your business.’ ‘That last line is much too long for the poetry,’ she added, almost out loud, forgetting that Humpty Dumpty would hear her. ‘Some people,’ said Humpty Dumpty, looking away from her as usual, ‘have no more sense than a baby!’Īlice didn’t know what to say to this: it wasn’t at all like conversation, she thought, as he never said anything to her in fact, his last remark was evidently addressed to a tree-so she stood and softly repeated to herself:-Īll the King’s horses and all the King’s menĬouldn’t put Humpty Dumpty in his place again.’
‘And some eggs are very pretty, you know’ she added, hoping to turn her remark into a sort of a compliment. ‘I said you looked like an egg, Sir,’ Alice gently explained. ‘It’s very provoking,’ Humpty Dumpty said after a long silence, looking away from Alice as he spoke, ‘to be called an egg- Very!’ ‘And how exactly like an egg he is!’ she said aloud, standing with her hands ready to catch him, for she was every moment expecting him to fall. Humpty Dumpty was sitting with his legs crossed, like a Turk, on the top of a high wall-such a narrow one that Alice quite wondered how he could keep his balance-and, as his eyes were steadily fixed in the opposite direction, and he didn’t take the least notice of her, she thought he must be a stuffed figure after all. It might have been written a hundred times, easily, on that enormous face.
‘I’m as certain of it, as if his name were written all over his face.’ ‘It can’t be anybody else!’ she said to herself. However, the egg only got larger and larger, and more and more human: when she had come within a few yards of it, she saw that it had eyes and a nose and mouth and when she had come close to it, she saw clearly that it was HUMPTY DUMPTY himself.
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