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"I won't!" said Alice.

"Off with her head!" the Queen shouted at the top of her voice.

Nobody moved.

"Who cares for you?" said Alice, (she had grown to her full size

by this time.) "You're nothing but a pack of cards!"

At this the whole pack rose up into the air, and came flying down

upon her: she gave a little scream, half of fright and half of

anger, and tried to beat them off, and found herself lying on the

bank, with her head in the lap of her sister, who was gently

brushing away some dead leaves that had fluttered down from the

trees upon her face.

"Wake up, Alice dear!" said her sister; "Why, what a long sleep

you've had!"