I began it, but somehow I felt as if I'd been singing it a long, long time!"
The other two dancers were fat, and very soon out of breath. "Four times round is enough for one dance," Tweedledum panted out, and they left off dancing as suddenly as they had begun; the music stopped at the same moment.
Then they let go of Alice's hands and stood looking at her for a minute; there was a rather awkward pause, as Alice didn't know how to begin a conversation with people she had just been dancing with. "It would never do to say 'How d' ye do?' now," she said to herself; "we seem to have got beyond that, somehow!"
"I hope you're not much tired?" she said at last.
"Nohow. And thank you very much for asking," said Tweedledum.
"So much obliged!" added Tweedledee. "You like poetry?"
