Duchess
You’re thinking about something, my dear, and that makes you forget to talk. I can’t tell you just now what the moral of that is, but I shall remember it in a bit.
Alice
Perhaps it hasn’t one.
Duchess
Tut, tut, child! Everything’s got a moral, if only you can find it.
[Squeezes closely, digs her chin into Alice’s shoulder, and roughly drags Alice along for a walk.]
Alice
The game’s going on rather better now.