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The Queen turned crimson with fury, As soon as the jury `Nothing WHATEVER?' persisted the King.
Five and Seven said nothing, but looked at Two. Two began in a low voice, `Why the fact is, you see, Miss, this here ought to have been a RED rose-tree, and we put a white one in by mistake; and if the Queen was to find it out, we should all have our head