` Which door ? ' said the Frog . Alice almost stamped with irritation at the slow drawl in which he spoke . ` THIS door , of course ! ' The Frog looked at the door with his large dull eyes for a minute : then he went nearer and rubbed it with his thumb , as if he were trying whether the paint would come off ; then he looked at Alice . ` To answer the door ? ' he said . ` What 's it been asking of ? ' He was so hoarse that Alice could scarcely hear him . ' I do n't know what you mean , ' she said . ' I talks English , does n't I ? ' the Frog went on . ` Or are you deaf ? What did it ask you ? ' ` Nothing ! ' Alice said impatiently . ` I 've been knocking at it ! ' ` Should n't do that -- should n't do that -- ' the Frog muttered . ` Vexes it , you know . ' Then he went up and gave the door a kick with one of his great feet .
` You let IT alone , ' he panted out , as he hobbled back to his tree , ` and it 'll let YOU alone , you XXXXX . '
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