"Sort of." Alice hesitated, not sure how to put it into words. "Actually, he...I..."
"You missed him?" prompted the Mock Turtle, between sobs. "He's easy to miss, except around Easter-time."
"No, not really. Actually, I did quite the opposite, I'm afraid."
"You found him?" asked the Gryphon.
"No, I wasn't even looking for him. I didn't want to see him, I mean."
"You should have shut your eyes," said the Mock Turtle.
"Or put them out," added the Gryphon. "That would solve it, certainly."
"No, no. I mean I hit him. I didn't miss him, I hit him." Alice looked down at her dress, suddenly realizing what she had done.
"You hit him?" said the Gryphon, his beak dropping in disbelief.
"You hit him?" said the Mock Turtle, tears running faster from his wide eyes.
"You hit him?" the
