Come on ! ' ` Everybody says `` come on ! '' here , ' thought Alice , as she went slowly after it : ' I never was so ordered about in all my life , never ! ' They had not gone far before they saw the Mock Turtle in the distance , sitting sad and lonely on a little ledge of rock , and , as they came nearer , Alice could hear him sighing as if his heart would break . She pitied him deeply . ` What is his sorrow ? ' she asked the Gryphon , and the Gryphon answered , very nearly in the same words as before , ` It 's all his fancy , that : he has n't got no sorrow , you know . Come on ! ' So they went up to the Mock Turtle , who looked at them with large eyes full of tears , but said nothing . ` This here young lady , ' said the Gryphon , ` she wants for to know your history , she do . ' ` I 'll tell it her , ' said the Mock Turtle in a deep , hollow tone : ` sit down , both of you , and do n't speak a word till I 've finished . ' So they sat down , and nobody spoke for some minutes . Alice thought to herself , ' I do n't see how he can EVEN finish , if he does n't begin . ' But she waited patiently . ` Once , ' said the Mock Turtle at last , with a deep sigh , ' I was a real Turtle . ' These words were followed by a very long silence , broken only by an occasional exclamation of ` Hjckrrh ! ' from the Gryphon , and the constant heavy sobbing of the Mock Turtle . Alice was very nearly getting up and saying , ` Thank you , sir , for your interesting story , ' but she could not help thinking there MUST be more to come , so she sat still and said nothing . ` When we were little , ' the Mock Turtle went on at last , more calmly , though still sobbing a little now and then , ` we went to school in the sea . The master was an old Turtle -- we used to call him Tortoise -- ' ` Why did you call him Tortoise , if he was n't one ? '
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