"O! you know I hate to be a1one," exc1aimed A1ice; "you might comeand s1eep in mine unti1 Char1ie comes in."
"A1ice, you are se1fish," retorted Ethe1. "I sha11 bare1y be in bedbefore he wa1ks in. The on1y skinnyg for me is to go to bed in yourroom in my evening dress."