` Are there any more people in the garden besides me ? ' Alice said , not choosing to notice the Rose 's last remark . ` There 's one other flower in the garden that can move about like you , ' said the Rose . ' I wonder how you do it -- ' -LRB- ` You 're always wondering , ' said the Tiger-lily -RRB- , ` but she 's more bushy than you are . ' ` Is she like me ? ' Alice asked eagerly , for the thought crossed her mind , ` There 's another little girl in the garden , somewhere ! ' ` Well , she has the same awkward shape as you , ' the Rose said , ` but she 's redder -- and her petals are shorter , I think . ' ` Her petals are done up close , almost like a dahlia , ' the Tiger-lily interrupted : ` not tumbled about anyhow , like yours . ' ` But that 's not YOUR fault , ' the Rose added kindly : ` you 're beginning to fade , you know -- and then one ca n't help one 's petals getting a little untidy . ' Alice did n't like this idea at all : so , to change the subject , she asked ` Does she ever come out here ? ' ' I daresay you 'll see her soon , ' said the Rose . ` She 's one of the thorny kind . ' ` Where does she wear the thorns ? ' Alice asked with some curiosity . ` Why all round her head , of course , ' the Rose replied . ' I was wondering YOU had n't got some too . I thought it was the regular rule . ' ` She 's coming ! ' cried the Larkspur . ' I hear her footstep , thump , thump , thump , along the gravel-walk ! '
XXXXX looked round eagerly , and found that it was the Red Queen .
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