` It 's my own Invention ' After a while the noise seemed gradually to die away , till all was dead silence , and Alice lifted up her head in some alarm . There was no one to be seen , and her first thought was that she must have been dreaming about the Lion and the Unicorn and those queer Anglo-Saxon Messengers . However , there was the great dish still lying at her feet , on which she had tried to cut the plum-cake , ` So I was n't dreaming , after all , ' she said to herself , ` unless -- unless we 're all part of the same dream . Only I do hope it 's MY dream , and not the Red King 's ! I do n't like belonging to another person 's dream , ' she went on in a rather complaining tone : ` I 've a great mind to go and wake him , and see what happens ! ' At this moment her thoughts were interrupted by a loud shouting of ` Ahoy ! Ahoy ! Check ! ' and a Knight dressed in crimson armour came galloping down upon her , brandishing a great club . Just as he reached her , the horse stopped suddenly : ` You 're my prisoner ! ' the Knight cried , as he tumbled off his horse . Startled as she was , Alice was more frightened for him than for herself at the moment , and watched him with some anxiety as he mounted again . As soon as he was comfortably in the saddle , he began once more ` You 're my -- ' but here another voice broke in ` Ahoy ! Ahoy ! Check ! ' and Alice looked round in some surprise for the new enemy . This time it was a White Knight . He drew up at Alice 's side , and tumbled off his horse just as the Red Knight had done : then he got on again , and the two Knights sat and looked at each other for some time without speaking . Alice looked from one to the other in some bewilderment . ` She 's MY prisoner , you know ! '
the Red XXXXX said at last .
Ahoy Alice Anglo-Saxon King Knight Unicorn first horse mind plum-cake