screamed the White Queen , seizing Alice 's hair with both her hands . ` Something 's going to happen ! ' And then -LRB- as Alice afterwards described it -RRB- all sorts of things happened in a moment . The candles all grew up to the ceiling , looking something like a bed of rushes with fireworks at the top . As to the bottles , they each took a pair of plates , which they hastily fitted on as wings , and so , with forks for legs , went fluttering about in all directions : ` and very like birds they look , ' Alice thought to herself , as well as she could in the dreadful confusion that was beginning . At this moment she heard a hoarse laugh at her side , and turned to see what was the matter with the White Queen ; but , instead of the Queen , there was the leg of mutton sitting in the chair . ` Here I am ! ' cried a voice from the soup tureen , and Alice turned again , just in time to see the Queen 's broad good-natured face grinning at her for a moment over the edge of the tureen , before she disappeared into the soup . There was not a moment to be lost . Already several of the guests were lying down in the dishes , and the soup ladle was walking up the table towards Alice 's chair , and beckoning to her impatiently to get out of its way . ' I ca n't stand this any longer ! ' she cried as she jumped up and seized the table-cloth with both hands : one good pull , and plates , dishes , guests , and candles came crashing down together in a heap on the floor . ` And as for YOU , ' she went on , turning fiercely upon the Red Queen , whom she considered as the cause of all the mischief -- but the Queen was no longer at her side -- she had suddenly dwindled down to the size of a little doll , and was now on the table , merrily running round and round after her own shawl , which was trailing behind her . At any other time , Alice would have felt surprised at this , but she was far too much excited to be surprised at anything NOW . ` As for YOU , ' she repeated , catching hold of the little creature in the very act of jumping over a bottle which had just lighted upon the table , ` I 'll shake you into a kitten , that I will ! ' CHAPTER X. Shaking She took her off the table as she spoke , and shook her backwards and forwards with all her might . The Red Queen made no resistance whatever ; only her face grew very small , and her eyes got large and green : and still , as Alice went on shaking her , she kept on growing shorter -- and fatter -- and softer -- and rounder -- and -- CHAPTER XI . Waking -- and it really WAS a kitten , after all . CHAPTER XII . Which Dreamed it ?
` Your majesty should n't purr so loud , ' XXXXX said , rubbing her eyes , and addressing the kitten , respectfully , yet with some severity .
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