[   "Mine is a long and a sad tale!" said the Mouse, 
turning to Alice, and sighing.
    "It is a long tail, certainly," said Alice, looking down
with wonder at the Mouse's tail;  "but why do you call 
it sad?"  
    And she kept on puzzling about it while the 
Mouse was speaking, so that her idea of the tale was 
something like this:]1

                    `Fury said to a
                   mouse, That he
                 met in the
               house,
            "Let us
              both go to
                law:  I will
                  prosecute
                    YOU.  --Come,
                       I'll take no
                        denial; We
                     must have a
                 trial:  For
              really this
           morning I've
          nothing
         to do."
           Said the
             mouse to the
               cur, "Such
                 a trial,
                   dear Sir,
                         With
                     no jury
                  or judge,
                would be
              wasting
             our
              breath."
               "I'll be
                 judge, I'll
                   be jury,"
                         Said
                    cunning
                      old Fury:
                     "I'll
                      try the
                         whole
                          cause,
                             and
                        condemn
                       you
                      to
                       death."'