The Knight looked surprised at the question. "What does it matter where my body happens to be?" he said. "My mind goes on working all the same. In fact, the more head-downward I am, the more I keep inventing new things."
"Now, the cleverest thing of the sort that I ever did," he went on, after a pause, "was inventing a new pudding during the meat course."
"In time to have it cooked for the next course?" said Alice. "Well, that was quick work, certainly!"
"Well, not the next course," the Knight said, in a slow, thoughtful tone; "no, certainly not the next course."
"Then it would have to be the next day. I suppose you wouldn't have two pudding courses in one dinner?"
"Well, not the next day," the Knight repeated as before; "not the next day. In fact," he went on, holding his head
