Mock Turtle
[Sighs deeply and sometimes choked with sobs, sings.]
“Beautiful Soup, so rich and green,
Waiting in a hot tureen!
Who for such dainties would not stoop?
Soup of the evening, beautiful Soup!
Soup of the evening, beautiful Soup!
Beau—ootiful Soo—op,
Beau—ootiful Soo—oop,
Soo—oop of the e-e-evening,
Beautiful, beautiful Soup.”
White Rabbit
[Enters, stretching out a red and white checked sash with which he separates Alice from the creatures.]
Check!
Mock Turtle
They won’t let her stay in our square.
The Queen is coming this way.