-- just like a candle ! ' ' I should n't ! ' Alice exclaimed indignantly . ` Besides , if I 'M only a sort of thing in his dream , what are YOU , I should like to know ? ' ` Ditto ' said Tweedledum . ` Ditto , ditto ' cried Tweedledee . He shouted this so loud that Alice could n't help saying , ` Hush ! You 'll be waking him , I 'm afraid , if you make so much noise . ' ` Well , it no use YOUR talking about waking him , ' said Tweedledum , ` when you 're only one of the things in his dream . You know very well you 're not real . ' ' I AM real ! ' said Alice and began to cry . ` You wo n't make yourself a bit realler by crying , ' Tweedledee remarked : ` there 's nothing to cry about . ' ` If I was n't real , ' Alice said -- half-laughing through her tears , it all seemed so ridiculous -- ' I should n't be able to cry . ' ' I hope you do n't suppose those are real tears ? ' Tweedledum interrupted in a tone of great contempt . ' I know they 're talking nonsense , ' Alice thought to herself : ` and it 's foolish to cry about it . ' So she brushed away her tears , and went on as cheerfully as she could . ` At any rate I 'd better be getting out of the wood , for really it 's coming on very dark . Do you think it 's going to rain ? '
XXXXX spread a large umbrella over himself and his brother , and looked up into it .
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