TWEEDLEDUM AND TWEEDLEDEE. 83
" I wish the monstrous crow would come!" thought Alice.
" There's only one sword, you know," Tweedledum said to his brother: " but }Tou can have the
umbrella------it's quite as sharp. Only we must
begin quick. It's getting as dark as it can."
" And darker," said Tweedledee.
It was getting dark so suddenly that Alice thought there must be a thunderstorm coming on. "What a thick black cloud that is!" she said. " And how fast it conies! Why, I do believe it's got wings!"
" It's the crow!" Tweedledum cried out in a shrill voice of alarm: and the two brothers took to their heels and were out of sight in a moment.
Alice ran a little way into the wood, and stopped under a large tree. " It can never get at me here" she thought: " it's far too large to squeeze itself in among the trees. But I wish it
wouldn't flap its wings so------it makes quite a
hurricane in the wood------here's somebody V ')l-awl
being blown away ! "