"What's the use of their having names," the Gnat said, "if they won't answer to them?"
"No use to them," said Alice; "but it's useful to the people that name them, I suppose. If not, why do things have names at all?"
"I can't say," the Gnat replied. "Farther on, in the wood down there, they've got no names—however, go on with your list of insects; you're wasting time."
"Well, there's the Horse-fly," Alice began, counting off the names on her fingers.
"All right," said the Gnat. "Half-*way up that bush you'll see a Rocking-*horse-fly, if you look. It's made entirely of wood, and gets about by swinging itself from branch to branch."
"What does it live on?" Alice asked, with great curiosity.
"Sap and sawdust," said the Gnat. "Go on with the list."
