Alice didn't like being criticised, so she began asking questions. "Aren't you sometimes frightened at being planted out here, with nobody to take care of you?"
"There's the tree in the middle," said the Rose: "what else is it good for?"
"But what could it do, if any danger came?" Alice asked.
"It could bark," said the Rose.
"It says 'Bough-wough!'" cried a Daisy: "that's why its branches are called boughs!"
"Didn't you know that?" cried another Daisy, and here they all began shouting together, till the air seemed quite full of little shrill voices. "Silence, every one of you!" cried the Tiger-lily, waving itself passionately from side to side, and trembling with excitement.
"They know I can't get at them!" it panted, bending its quivering head towards Alice, "or they wouldn't dare to do it!"
"Never mind!" Alice said in a soothing tone, and stooping down to the daisies, who
