A bright idea came into Alice 's head . ` Is that the reason so many tea-things are put out here ? ' she asked . ` Yes , that 's it , ' said the Hatter with a sigh : ` it 's always tea-time , and we 've no time to wash the things between whiles . ' ` Then you keep moving round , I suppose ? ' said Alice . ` Exactly so , ' said the Hatter : ` as the things get used up . ' ` But what happens when you come to the beginning again ? ' Alice ventured to ask . ` Suppose we change the subject , ' the March Hare interrupted , yawning . ` I 'm getting tired of this . I vote the young lady tells us a story . ' ` I 'm afraid I do n't know one , ' said Alice , rather alarmed at the proposal . ` Then the Dormouse shall ! ' they both cried . ` Wake up , Dormouse ! ' And they pinched it on both sides at once . The Dormouse slowly opened his eyes . ' I was n't asleep , ' he said in a hoarse , feeble voice : ' I heard every word you fellows were saying . ' ` Tell us a story ! '
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