On which the Messenger , to Alice 's great amusement , opened a bag that hung round his neck , and handed a sandwich to the King , who devoured it greedily . ` Another sandwich ! ' said the King . ` There 's nothing but hay left now , ' the Messenger said , peeping into the bag . ` Hay , then , ' the King murmured in a faint whisper . Alice was glad to see that it revived him a good deal . ` There 's nothing like eating hay when you 're faint , ' he remarked to her , as he munched away . ' I should think throwing cold water over you would be better , ' Alice suggested : ` or some sal-volatile . ' ' I did n't say there was nothing BETTER , ' the King replied . ' I said there was nothing LIKE it . ' Which Alice did not venture to deny . ` Who did you pass on the road ? ' the King went on , holding out his hand to the Messenger for some more hay . ` Nobody , ' said the Messenger . ` Quite right , ' said the King : ` this young lady saw him too . So of course Nobody walks slower than you . ' ' I do my best , ' the Messenger said in a sulky tone . ` I 'm sure nobody walks much faster than I do ! ' ` He ca n't do that , ' said the King , ` or else he 'd have been here first . However , now you 've got your breath , you may tell us what 's happened in the town . '
` I 'll whisper it , ' said the Messenger , putting his hands to his mouth in the shape of a trumpet , and stooping so as to get close to the XXXXX 's ear .
Alice King Messenger first left nobody right sal-volatile sandwich town