` May I give you a slice ? ' she said , taking up the knife and fork , and looking from one Queen to the other . ` Certainly not , ' the Red Queen said , very decidedly : ` it is n't etiquette to cut any one you 've been introduced to . Remove the joint ! ' And the waiters carried it off , and brought a large plum-pudding in its place . ' I wo n't be introduced to the pudding , please , ' Alice said rather hastily , ` or we shall get no dinner at all . May I give you some ? ' But the Red Queen looked sulky , and growled ` Pudding -- Alice ; Alice -- Pudding . Remove the pudding ! ' and the waiters took it away so quickly that Alice could n't return its bow . However , she did n't see why the Red Queen should be the only one to give orders , so , as an experiment , she called out ` Waiter ! Bring back the pudding ! ' and there it was again in a moment like a conjuring-trick . It was so large that she could n't help feeling a LITTLE shy with it , as she had been with the mutton ; however , she conquered her shyness by a great effort and cut a slice and handed it to the Red Queen . ` What impertinence ! ' said the Pudding . ' I wonder how you 'd like it , if I were to cut a slice out of YOU , you creature ! ' It spoke in a thick , suety sort of voice , and Alice had n't a word to say in reply : she could only sit and look at it and gasp . ` Make a remark , ' said the Red Queen : ` it 's ridiculous to leave all the conversation to the pudding ! ' ` Do you know , I 've had such a quantity of poetry repeated to me to-day , ' Alice began , a little frightened at finding that , the moment she opened her lips , there was dead silence , and all eyes were fixed upon her ; ` and it 's a very curious thing , I think -- every poem was about fishes in some way .
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