` Yes , if you like , ' said Alice . ` Come , fetch out the plum-cake , old man ! ' the Unicorn went on , turning from her to the King . ` None of your brown bread for me ! ' ` Certainly -- certainly ! ' the King muttered , and beckoned to Haigha . ` Open the bag ! ' he whispered . ` Quick ! Not that one -- that 's full of hay ! ' Haigha took a large cake out of the bag , and gave it to Alice to hold , while he got out a dish and carving-knife . How they all came out of it Alice could n't guess . It was just like a conjuring-trick , she thought . The Lion had joined them while this was going on : he looked very tired and sleepy , and his eyes were half shut . ` What 's this ! ' he said , blinking lazily at Alice , and speaking in a deep hollow tone that sounded like the tolling of a great bell . ` Ah , what IS it , now ? ' the Unicorn cried eagerly . ` You 'll never guess ! I could n't . '
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Alice Haigha King Open Unicorn carving-knife conjuring-trick eyes plum-cake tone