"l'm sure late Sunday afternoon would be an absolutely fine time for Tea"

the Hatter remarked, "then my good man I shall write it in my Diary"

and Alice began to write

"but where shall we be my dear Hatter?" she asked.

"On the deck of the good ship above the beach at Fishcombe cove" the Hatter replied "4pm sharpe"

"noted" replied Alice " lm so very excited"