Alice was beginning to get very tired of sitting by her sister on the bank, and
of having nothing to do: once or twice she had peeped into the book her sister was reading, but
it had no pictures or conversations in it, "and what is the use of a book," thought
Alice, "without pictures or conversations?"
Curiouser and curiouser!" cried Alice (she was so much surprised, that for
a moment she quite forgot how to speak good English); "now I'm opening out like the largest
telescope that ever was! Good-bye, feet!" (for when she looked down at her feet, they
seemed to be almost out of sight, they were getting so far off).
It was the White Rabbit, trotting slowly back again, and looking anxiously about
as it went, as if it had lost something; and she heard it muttering to itself, "The
Duchess! The Duchess! Oh my dear paws! Oh my fur and whiskers! She'll get me executed, as sure
as ferrets are ferrets!
For a minute or two she stood looking at the house, and wondering what to do
next, when suddenly a footman in livery came running out of the wood—(she considered him to be a
footman because he was in livery: otherwise, judging by his face only, she would have called him
a fish)—and rapped loudly at the door with his knuckles.
A large rose-tree stood near the entrance of the garden: the roses growing on it were white, but there were three gardeners at it, busily painting them red. Alice thought this a very curious thing, and she went nearer to watch them, and just as she came up to them she heard one of them say "Look out now, Five! Don't go splashing paint over me like that!"
You can't think how glad I am to see you again, you dear old thing!" said the Duchess, as she tucked her arm affectionately into Alice's, and they walked off together. Alice was very glad to find her in such a pleasant temper, and thought to herself that perhaps it was only the pepper that had made her so savage when they met in the kitchen.
The Mock Turtle sighed deeply, and drew the back of one flapper across his eyes. He looked at Alice, and tried to speak, but, for a minute or two, sobs choked his voice. "Same as if he had a bone in his throat," said the Gryphon: and it set to work shaking him and punching him in the back.
The King and Queen of Hearts were seated on their throne when they arrived, with a great crowd assembled about them—all sorts of little birds and beasts, as well as the whole pack of cards: the Knave was standing before them, in chains, with a soldier on each side to guard him;
"There!" cried Alice, quite forgetting in the flurry of the moment how large she had grown in the last few minutes, and she jumped up in such a hurry that she tipped over the jury-box with the edge of her skirt, upsetting all the jurymen on to the heads of the crowd below, and there they lay sprawling about, ...