she asked timidly . ` It 's only the Red King snoring , ' said Tweedledee . ` Come and look at him ! ' the brothers cried , and they each took one of Alice 's hands , and led her up to where the King was sleeping . ` Is n't he a LOVELY sight ? ' said Tweedledum . Alice could n't say honestly that he was . He had a tall red night-cap on , with a tassel , and he was lying crumpled up into a sort of untidy heap , and snoring loud -- ` fit to snore his head off ! ' as Tweedledum remarked . ` I 'm afraid he 'll catch cold with lying on the damp grass , ' said Alice , who was a very thoughtful little girl . ` He 's dreaming now , ' said Tweedledee : ` and what do you think he 's dreaming about ? ' Alice said ` Nobody can guess that . ' ` Why , about YOU ! ' Tweedledee exclaimed , clapping his hands triumphantly . ` And if he left off dreaming about you , where do you suppose you 'd be ? ' ` Where I am now , of course , ' said Alice . ` Not you ! ' Tweedledee retorted contemptuously . ` You 'd be nowhere . Why , you 're only a sort of thing in his dream ! '
` If that there XXXXX was to wake , ' added Tweedledum , ` you 'd go out -- bang !
Alice King Tweedledee Tweedledum hands left night-cap sight sort tassel