"When you say 'hill,'" the Queen interrupted, "I could show you hills in comparison with which you'd call that a valley."
"No, I shouldn't," said Alice, surprised into contradicting her at last; "a hill can't be a valley, you know. That would be nonsense—"
The Red Queen shook her head. "You may call it 'nonsense' if you like," she said, "but I've heard nonsense compared with which that would be as sensible as a dictionary!"
Alice curtseyed again, as she was afraid from the Queen's tone that she was a little offended; and they walked on in silence till they got to the top of the little hill.
For some minutes Alice stood without speaking, looking out in all directions over the country—and a most curious country it was. There were a number of tiny little brooks running straight across it from side to side,
