TWEEDLEDUM AND TWEEDLEDEE. 77
dledum, " you'd go out------bang !------just like a
" I shouldn't! " Alice exclaimed, indignantly. " Besides, if I'm onl}' a sort of thing in his dream, what are you, I should like to know?"
"Ditto," said Tweedledum.
" Ditto, ditto! " cried Tweedledee.
He shouted this so loud that Alice couldn't help saying, " Hush! You'll be waking him, I'm afraid, if you make so much noise."
" Well, it's no use your talking about waking him," said Tweedledum, " when you're only one of the things in his dream. You know very well you're not real."
" I am real! " said Alice, and began to cry.
" You won't make yourself a bit realler by crying," Tweedledee remarked : " there's nothing to cry about."
• " If I wasn't real," Alice said------half-laughing
through her tears, it all seemed so ridiculous------
"I shouldn't be able to cry."
" I hope you don't suppose those are real tears?" Tweedledum interrupted in a tone of great contempt.
" I know they're talking nonsense," Alice thought to herself : " and it's foolish to cry about it." So she brushed away her tears, and went on as cheerfully as she could, " At any rate I'd better