Voorbeeld: Boek

60 Tweedledum and Tweedledee her tears, and went on as cheerfully as she could. ‘At any rate I’d better be getting out of the wood, for really it’s com- ing on very dark. Do you think it’s going to rain?’ Tweedledum spread a large umbrella over himself and his brother, and looked up into it. ‘No, I don’t think it is,’ he said: ‘at least— not under here . Nohow.’ ‘But it may rain outside ?’ ‘It may— if it chooses,’ said Tweedledee: ‘we’ve no objection. Contrariwise.’ ‘Selfish things!’ thought Alice, and she was just going to say ‘Good-night’ and leave them, when Tweedledum sprang out from under the umbrella and seized her by the wrist. ‘Do you see that ?’ he said, in a voice choking with pas- sion, and his eyes grew large and yellow all in a moment, as he pointed with a trembling finger at a small white thing lying under the tree. ‘It’s only a rattle,’Alice said, after a careful examination of the little white thing. ‘Not a rattle snake , you know,’ she added hastily, thinking that he was frightened: only an old rattle— quite old and broken.’ ‘I knew it was!’ cried Tweedledum, beginning to stamp about wildly and tear his hair. ‘It’s spoilt, of course!’ Here