` I 'm not a visitor , and I 'm not a servant . There OUGHT to be one marked `` Queen , '' you know -- ' Just then the door opened a little way , and a creature with a long beak put its head out for a moment and said ` No admittance till the week after next ! ' and shut the door again with a bang . Alice knocked and rang in vain for a long time , but at last , a very old Frog , who was sitting under a tree , got up and hobbled slowly towards her : he was dressed in bright yellow , and had enormous boots on . ` What is it , now ? ' the Frog said in a deep hoarse whisper . Alice turned round , ready to find fault with anybody . ` Where 's the servant whose business it is to answer the door ? ' she began angrily . ` Which door ? ' said the Frog . Alice almost stamped with irritation at the slow drawl in which he spoke . ` THIS door , of course ! ' The Frog looked at the door with his large dull eyes for a minute : then he went nearer and rubbed it with his thumb , as if he were trying whether the paint would come off ; then he looked at Alice . ` To answer the door ? ' he said . ` What 's it been asking of ? ' He was so hoarse that Alice could scarcely hear him . ' I do n't know what you mean , ' she said . ' I talks English , does n't I ? '
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