I wonder if I shall fall right through the earth!

Can we build this for Alice?! Especially a trapped door book shelf. In case… Something were to happen.

"There ought to be a book written about me, that there ought..."

“Yes, it is my business.” Kate said, shaking her head and stepping forwards. She watched Beth carefully, frowning slightly. 

Her lips drew back in an animalistic snarl, one which bespoke nothing deeper than a desire for cruelty. “Would you tell me, then, why you are painting those roses?” 

Kate frowned more deeply, raising a hand. “Why the fact is, you see, Miss, this here ought to have been a red rose-tree.” 

“You know my name, so please your Majesty.” Kate said, standing her ground. She’d learned the books back to front since her last encounter with Beth.

One, indeed.

“Shhhhhhh. You’d better not talk. I heard the Queen say only yesterday you deserved to be beheaded.” 

What for?

“Yes, it is my business.” Kate said, shaking her head and stepping forwards. She watched Beth carefully, frowning slightly. 

Her lips drew back in an animalistic snarl, one which bespoke nothing deeper than a desire for cruelty. “Would you tell me, then, why you are painting those roses?” 

Kate frowned more deeply, raising a hand. “Why the fact is, you see, Miss, this here ought to have been a red rose-tree.” 

One, indeed.

“Shhhhhhh. You’d better not talk. I heard the Queen say only yesterday you deserved to be beheaded.” 

What for?

“Yes, it is my business.” Kate said, shaking her head and stepping forwards. She watched Beth carefully, frowning slightly. 

Her lips drew back in an animalistic snarl, one which bespoke nothing deeper than a desire for cruelty. "Would you tell me, then, why you are painting those roses?" 

One, indeed.

“Shhhhhhh. You’d better not talk. I heard the Queen say only yesterday you deserved to be beheaded.” 

What for?

One, indeed.

"Shhhhhhh. You'd better not talk. I heard the Queen say only yesterday you deserved to be beheaded." 

“But what became of the baby? It turned into a pig!” 

Elizabeth.

“I said pig, and I wish you wouldn’t keep appearing and vanishing so suddenly: you make one quite giddy!”

Beth, please.

"No, please go on. I won't interrupt again. I dare say there may be one.'

“But what became of the baby? It turned into a pig!” 

Elizabeth.

"I said pig, and I wish you wouldn't keep appearing and vanishing so suddenly: you make one quite giddy!"

“There was some attempts at applause, which was immediately suppressed by the officers of the court.” 

Everyone is a critic. Never let them hold you back! Nor call you mad, for that matter.

“Suppose it should be raving mad after all!”

“Ah, that is quite true! Might I ask you name, Miss? Perhaps… Could it be Alice? You look quite like Alice.”

"Very much indeed. Do I look like it? We know it to be true..." 

“There was some attempts at applause, which was immediately suppressed by the officers of the court.” 

Everyone is a critic. Never let them hold you back! Nor call you mad, for that matter.

"Suppose it should be raving mad after all!"