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“Why is a raven like a writing desk?" she prompted. "I don't know, why?" he asked gamely. "No- you asked me that, last time. I never figured out the answer myself. But I asked everyone when I woke up- er, came back to Angleland, and even read a great many books on puzzles and riddles to try and solve it. So now I have several answers. So tell me which one is right!" She began counting on her fingers. "One: because they both have quills dipped in ink." Her audience just looked at her gravely. Alice hurried on to the next. "Two: the American author, Mr. Edgar Allan Poe, wrote on both." The Dodo and the Gryphon looked at each other and shrugged helplessly. "And three- my friend Charles came up with this- because each can produce a few notes, tho' they are very flat!”

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