A little provoked, she drew back, and, after looking everywhere for the Queen (whom she spied out at last, a long way off), she thought she would try the plan, this time, of walking in the opposite direction.
It succeeded beautifully. She had not been walking a minute before she found herself face to face with the Red Queen, and full in sight of the hill she had been so long aiming at.
"Where do you come from?" said the Red Queen. "And where are you going? Look up—speak nicely—and don't twiddle your fingers all the time."
Alice attended to all these directions, and explained, as well as she could, that she had lost her way.
"I don't know what you mean by your way," said the Queen; "all the ways about here belong to me—but why did you come out here at all?" she added, in a kinder tone. "Curtsey
