114 ALICE S ADVENTURES IN WONDERLAND "What trial is it?" Alice panted as she ran: but the Gryphon only answered "Come on!" and ran the faster, while more and more faintly came, carried on the breeze that followed them, the melancholy words : —
- 'Soo — oop of the € — e — evening,
Beautiful, beautiful SoupV* Chapter XI Who Stole the Tarts ? The King and Queen of Hearts were seated on their throne when they arrived, with a great crowd assembled about them — all sorts of little birds and beasts, as well as the whole pack of cards: the Knave was standing before them, in chains, with a soldier on each side to guard him; and near the King was the White Rabbit, with a trumpet in one hand, and a scroll of parchment in the other. In the very middle of the court was a table, with a large dish of tarts upon it : they looked so good, that it made Alice quite hungry to look at them — "I wish they'd get the trial done," she thought, "and hand round the refreshments!" But there seemed to be no chance of this; so she began looking at everything about her to pass away the time. Alice had never been in a court of justice before, but she had read about them in books, and she was quite pleased to find that she knew the name of nearly every- thing there. "That's the judge," she said to herself, "be- cause of his great wig." The judge, by the way, was the King; and, as he wore his crown over the wig (look at the frontispiece if you
