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 Then followed a confused noise of cheering, and Alice thought to herself, "Thirty times three makes ninety. I wonder if any one's counting?" In a minute there was silence again, and the same shrill voice sang another verse:

"O Looking-Glass creatures,' quoth Alice, 'draw near! 'Tis an honor to see me, a favor to hear; 'Tis a privilege high to have dinner and tea Along with the Red Queen, the White Queen, and me!"

Then came the chorus again:

"Then fill up the glasses with treacle and ink, Or anything else that is pleasant to drink; Mix sand with the cider, and wool with the wine— And welcome Queen Alice with ninety-times-nine!"