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That
summer
evening
,
long
ago
,
A-sitting
on
a
gate
.
'
As
the
Knight
sang
the
last
words
of
the
ballad
,
he
gathered
up
the
reins
,
and
turned
his
horse
's
head
along
the
road
by
which
they
had
come
.
'
You
've
only
a
few
yards
to
go
,
'
he
said
,
'
down
the
hill
and
over
that
little
brook
,
and
then
you
'll
be
a
Queen
--
But
you
'll
stay
and
see
me
off
first
?
'
he
added
as
Alice
turned
with
an
eager
look
in
the
direction
to
which
he
pointed
.
'
I
sha
n't
be
long
.
You
'll
wait
and
wave
your
handkerchief
when
I
get
to
that
turn
in
the
road
?
I
think
it
'll
encourage
me
,
you
see
.
'
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'
Of
course
I
'll
wait
,
'
said
Alice
:
'
and
thank
you
very
much
for
coming
so
far
--
and
for
the
song
--
I
liked
it
very
much
.
'
'
I
hope
so
,
'
the
Knight
said
doubtfully
:
'
but
you
did
n't
cry
so
much
as
I
thought
you
would
.
'
So
they
shook
hands
,
and
then
the
Knight
rode
slowly
away
into
the
forest
.
'
It
wo
n't
take
long
to
see
him
off
,
I
expect
,
'
Alice
said
to
herself
,
as
she
stood
watching
him
'
There
he
goes
!
Right
on
his
head
as
usual
!
However
,
he
gets
on
again
pretty
easily
--
that
comes
of
having
so
many
things
hung
round
the
horse
--
'
So
she
went
on
talking
to
herself
,
as
she
watched
the
horse
walking
leisurely
along
the
road
,
and
the
Knight
tumbling
off
,
first
on
one
side
and
then
on
the
other
.
After
the
fourth
or
fifth
tumble
he
reached
the
turn
,
and
then
she
waved
her
handkerchief
to
him
,
and
waited
till
he
was
out
of
sight
.
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'
I
hope
it
encouraged
him
,
'
she
said
,
as
she
turned
to
run
down
the
hill
:
'
and
now
for
the
last
brook
,
and
to
be
a
Queen
!
How
grand
it
sounds
!
'
A
very
few
steps
brought
her
to
the
edge
of
the
brook
.
'
The
Eighth
Square
at
last
!
'
she
cried
as
she
bounded
across
,
and
threw
herself
down
to
rest
on
a
lawn
as
soft
as
moss
,
with
little
flower-beds
dotted
about
it
here
and
there
.
'
Oh
,
how
glad
I
am
to
get
here
!
And
what
Is
this
on
my
head
?
'
she
exclaimed
in
a
tone
of
dismay
,
as
she
put
her
hands
up
to
something
very
heavy
,
and
fitted
tight
all
round
her
head
.
'
But
how
can
it
have
got
there
without
my
knowing
it
?
'
she
said
to
herself
,
as
she
lifted
it
off
,
and
set
it
on
her
lap
to
make
out
what
it
could
possibly
be
.
It
was
a
golden
crown
.