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| | Through The Looking Glass |
 | | He had a tall red night-cap on, with a tassel, and he was lying crumpled up into a sort of untidy heap, and snoring loud—«fit to snore his head off!» as Tweedledum remarked. |
 | | But he couldn't quite succeed, and it ended in his rolling over, bundled up in the umbrella, with only his head out: and there he lay, opening and shutting his mouth and his large eyes—«looking more like a fish than anything else,» Alice thought. |
 | | «There's only one sword, you know,» Tweedledum said to his brother: «but you can have the umbrella—it's quite as sharp. |
| xahlee.org /p/alice/lg-ch04.html (1998 words) |
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