King
It isn’t respectable to beg.
I only meant that I didn’t understand. Why one to come and one to go?
King
Don’t I tell you? I must have two—to fetch and carry. One to fetch, and one to carry.
March Hare
[Enters, pants for breath—waves his hands about and makes fearful faces at the King.]
King
You alarm me! I feel faint—give me a ham sandwich. Another sandwich!