"I'm a poor man, your majesty," the Hatter began in a weak voice, "and I hadn't but just begun my tea, not more than a week or so, and what with the bread and butter so thin - and the twinkling of the tea-" "The twinkling of what?" asked the King. "It began with the tea," the Hatter said. "Of course twinkling begins with a T!" said the King. "Do you take me for a dunce?"