` And then he took the helmet off again -- but it took hours and hours to get me out . I was as fast as -- as lightning , you know . ' ` But that 's a different kind of fastness , ' Alice objected . The Knight shook his head . ` It was all kinds of fastness with me , I can assure you ! ' he said . He raised his hands in some excitement as he said this , and instantly rolled out of the saddle , and fell headlong into a deep ditch . Alice ran to the side of the ditch to look for him . She was rather startled by the fall , as for some time he had kept on very well , and she was afraid that he really WAS hurt this time . However , though she could see nothing but the soles of his feet , she was much relieved to hear that he was talking on in his usual tone . ` All kinds of fastness , ' he repeated : ` but it was careless of him to put another man 's helmet on -- with the man in it , too . ' ` How CAN you go on talking so quietly , head downwards ? ' Alice asked , as she dragged him out by the feet , and laid him in a heap on the bank . The Knight looked surprised at the question . ` What does it matter where my body happens to be ? ' he said . ` My mind goes on working all the same . In fact , the more head downwards I am , the more I keep inventing new things . ' ` Now the cleverest thing of the sort that I ever did , ' he went on after a pause , ` was inventing a new pudding during the meat-course . ' ` In time to have it cooked for the next course ? '
said XXXXX .
Alice CAN downwards fastness helmet hours lightning meat-course pudding sort