"Of course," agreed Floss, "but fancying about it before, isn't real."
It took Carrots a little while to get this into his head. Then he began again.
"When will you have thinkened enough, Floss? By tea-time?"
"I don't know. No, I think you had better wait till to-morrow morning, and then perhaps the plan will be ready."
"Very well," said Carrots, adding, with a little sigh, "to-morrow morning is a long time, Floss."
"Not very," said Floss, consolingly. "Now, Carrots, let's have one more race, and then we must go in."
CHAPTER III.
PLANS.
"'Have you invented a plan for it?' Alice inquired.
'Not yet,' said the knight."
Through the Looking-glass.