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you see," he said, as they got it in at last: "there are so many candlesticks in the bag." And he hung it to the saddle, which was already loaded with bunches of carrots, and fire-irons, and many other things.
"I hope you've got your hair well fastened on? " he continued, as they set off.
" Only in the usual way," Alice said, smiling.
"That's hardly enough," he said, anxiously. "You see the wind is so very strong here. It's as strong as soup."
" Have you invented a plan for keeping the hair from being blown off?" Alice enquired.
"Not yet," said the Knight. "But I've got a plan for keeping it from falling off."
" I should like to hear it, very much."
"First you take an upright stick," said the Knight. " Then you make your hair creep up it, like a fruit-tree. Now the reason hair falls off is because it hangs down------things never fall upwards, you know. It's a plan of my own invention. You may try it if you like."
It didn't sound a comfortable plan, Alice thought, and for a few minutes she walked on in silence, puzzling over the idea, and every now and then stopping to help the poor Knight, who certainly was not a good rider.
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