'That would be all the better, wouldn't it?' the Queen said,
as she bound the plaster round her finger with a bit of ribbon.

Alice felt there was no denying THAT. 'Of course it would be
all the better,' she said: 'but it wouldn't be all the better
his being punished.'

'You're wrong THERE, at any rate,' said the Queen: 'were YOU
ever punished?'

'Only for faults,' said Alice.

'And you were all the better for it, I know!' the Queen said
triumphantly.

'Yes, but then I HAD done the things I was punished for,' said
Alice: 'that makes all the difference.'

'But if you HADN'T done them,' the Queen said, 'that would have
been better still; better, and better, and better!' Her voice went
higher with each 'better,' till it got quite to a squeak at last.

Alice was just beginning to say 'There's a mistake somewhere--,'
when the Queen began screaming so loud that she had to leave
the sentence unfinished. 'Oh, oh, oh!' shouted the Queen,
shaking her hand about as if she wanted to shake it off.
'My finger's bleeding! Oh, oh, oh, oh!'

Her screams were so exactly like the whistle of a steam-engine,
that Alice had to hold both her hands over her ears.