Pat ! Where are you ? ' And then a voice she had never heard before , ` Sure then I 'm here ! Digging for apples , yer honour ! ' ` Digging for apples , indeed ! ' said the Rabbit angrily . ` Here ! Come and help me out of THIS ! ' -LRB- Sounds of more broken glass . -RRB- ` Now tell me , Pat , what 's that in the window ? ' ` Sure , it 's an arm , yer honour ! ' -LRB- He pronounced it ` arrum . ' -RRB- ` An arm , you goose ! Who ever saw one that size ? Why , it fills the whole window ! ' ` Sure , it does , yer honour : but it 's an arm for all that . ' ` Well , it 's got no business there , at any rate : go and take it away ! ' There was a long silence after this , and Alice could only hear whispers now and then ; such as , ` Sure , I do n't like it , yer honour , at all , at all ! ' ` Do as I tell you , you coward ! ' and at last she spread out her hand again , and made another snatch in the air .
This time there were TWO little shrieks , and more sounds of broken XXXXX .
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