爱丽丝漫游奇境第五章 毛毛虫的建议

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毛毛虫和爱丽丝彼此沉默地注视了好一会。最后，毛毛虫从嘴里拿出了水烟管，用慢吞吞的、瞌睡似的声调同她说起了话。

“你是谁？”毛毛虫问，这可不是鼓励人谈话的开场白，爱丽丝挺不好意思地回答说：“我……眼下很难说，先生……至少今天起床时，我还知道我是谁的，从那时起，可是我就变了好几回了，”
“你这话是什么意思？”毛毛虫严厉地说，“你自己解释一下！”
“我没法解释，先生，”爱丽丝说，“因为我已经不是我自己了，你瞧。”
“我瞧不出。”毛毛虫说。

“我不能解释得更清楚了，”爱丽丝非常有礼貌地回答，“因为我压根儿不懂是怎么开始的，一天里改变好几次大小是非常不舒服的。”
“唉，也许你还没有体会，”爱丽丝说，“可是当你必须变成一只蝶蛹的时候——你知道自己总有一天会这样的——然后再变成一只蝴蝶、我想你会感到有点奇怪的，是不是，”
“一点也不。”毛毛虫说。
“哦！可能你的感觉同我不一样，”爱丽丝说，“可是这些事使我觉得非常奇怪。”
“你！”毛毛虫轻蔑地说，“你是谁？”

这句话又把他们带回了谈话的开头，对于毛毛虫的那些非常简短的回答，爱丽丝颇有点不高兴了，她挺直了身子一本正经地说：“我想还是你先告诉我，你是谁？”
“为什么？”毛毛虫说。
这又成了一个难题：爱丽丝想不出任何比较好的理由来回答它，看来，毛毛虫挺不高兴的，因此爱丽丝转身就走了。

“回来！”毛毛虫在她身后叫道，“我有几句重要的话讲！”这话听起来倒是鼓舞人的，于是爱丽丝回来了。
“别发脾气嘛！”毛毛虫说，
“就这个话吗？”爱丽丝忍住了怒气问。
“不。”毛毛虫说。

爱丽丝想反正没什么事，不如在这儿等一等，也许最后它会说一点儿值得听的话的。有好几分钟，他只是喷着烟雾不说话。最后它松开胳膊，把水烟管从嘴里拿出来，说：“你认为你已经变了，是吗？”
“我想是的，先生。”爱丽丝说。“我平时知道的事，现在都忘了，而且连把同样的身材保持十分钟都做不到，”
“你忘了些什么？”毛毛虫问。
“我试着背《小蜜蜂怎么干活》，可是背出来的完全变了样！”爱丽丝忧郁地回答。
“那么背诵《你老了，威廉爸爸》吧！”毛毛虫说。

爱丽丝把双手交叉放好，开始背了：
“年轻人说道：
‘你已经老啦，威廉爸爸，
你头上长满了白发。
可你老是头朝下倒立着，
像你这把年纪，这合适吗？’

‘当我年轻的时候，’
威廉爸爸回答儿子，
‘我怕这样会损坏脑子；
现在我脑袋已经空啦，
所以就这样玩个不止，’

‘你已经老啦，’年轻人说：‘像我刚才说的一样，
你已经变得非常肥胖；
可是你一个前空翻翻进门来，
这是怎么搞的？请你讲讲。’

‘当我年轻的时候，’
老哲人摇晃着灰白的卷发说道，
‘我总是让关节保持柔软灵巧，
我用的是这种一先令一盒的油膏，
你想要两盒吗，
请允许我向你推销，’

‘你已经老啦，’年轻人说，
‘你的下巴应该是
衰弱得只能喝些稀汤，
可是你把一只整鹅，
连骨带嘴全都吃光，
请问你怎能这样，’

‘当我年轻的时候，’爸爸说，
研究的是法律条文。
对于每个案子，
都拿来同妻子辩论，
因此我练得下巴肌肉发达，
这使我受用终身。’

‘你已经老啦，’年轻人说，
‘很难想象，
你的眼睛会像从前，一样闪光。
可是你居然能把一条鳗鱼，
竖在鼻子尖上。
请问，你怎会这么棒，’

“够啦，’他的爸爸说，
‘我已经回答了三个问题。
你不要太放肆啦，
我不会整天听你胡言乱语。
快滚吧，不然我就要，
一脚把你踢下楼梯。’”

“背错了。”毛毛虫说。
“我也怕不十分对，”爱丽丝羞怯地说，“有些字已经变了。”
“从头到尾都错了，”毛毛虫干脆地说。然后他们又沉默了几分钟。
毛毛虫首先开腔了：“你想变成多么大小呢？”
“唉！多么大小我倒不在乎。”爱丽丝急忙回答，“可是，一个人总不会喜欢老是变来变去的，这你是知道的。”
“我不知道。”毛毛虫说。
爱丽丝不说话了，她从来没有遭到过这么多的反驳，感到自己要发脾气了。

“你满意现在的样子吗？”毛毛虫说，
“哦，如果你不在意的话，先生，我想再大一点，”爱丽丝说，“像这样三英寸高，太可怜了，”
“这正是一个非常合适的高度。”毛毛虫生气地说，它说话时还使劲儿挺直了身子，正好是三英寸高。
“可我不习惯这个高度！”爱丽丝可怜巴巴地说道，同时心里想：“我希望这家伙可别发火！”
“不久你就会习惯的！”毛毛虫说着又把水烟管放进嘴里抽起来了。

这次，爱丽丝耐心地等着它开口，一两分钟后，毛毛虫从嘴里拿出了水烟管，打了个哈欠，摇了摇身子，然后从蘑菇上下来，向草地爬去，只是在它爬的时候，顺口说道：“一边会使你长高，另一边会使你变矮，”“什么东西的一边，什么东西的另一边？”爱丽丝想。
“蘑菇，”毛毛虫说，就好像爱丽丝在问它似的说完了话，一刹那就不见了。

有那么一两分钟，爱丽丝端详着那个蘑菇，思讨着哪里是它的两边。由于它十公圆，爱丽丝发现这个问题可不容易解决。不管怎样，最后，她伸开双管环抱着它，而且尽量往远伸，然后两只手分别掰下了一块蘑菇边。

“可现在哪边是哪边呢？”她问自己，然后啃了右手那块试试。蓦地觉得下巴被猛烈地碰了一下：原来下巴碰着脚背了。这突然的变化使她战栗，缩得太快了，再不抓紧时间就完了，于是，她立即去吃另一块，虽然下巴同脚顶得太紧，几乎张不开口，但总算把左手的蘑菇啃着了一点。

“啊，我的头自由了！”爱丽丝高兴地说，可是转眼间高兴变成了恐惧。这时，她发现找不见自己的肩膀了，她往下看时，只能见到了很长的脖子，这个脖子就像是矗立在绿色海洋中的高树杆。

“那些绿东西是什么呢？”爱丽丝说，“我的肩膀呢？哎呀！我的可怜的双手啊，怎样才能再见到你们呢？”她说话时挥动着双手，可是除了远处的绿树丛中出现一些颤动外，什么也没有了。

看起来，她的手没法举到头上来了，于是，她就试着把头弯下去凑近手。她高兴地发现自己的脖子像蛇一样，可以随便地往上下左右扭转，她把脖子朝下，变成一个“z”字形，准备伸进那些绿色海洋里去，发现这些绿色海洋不是别的，正是刚才曾经在它下面漫游的树林的树梢。就在这对，一种尖利的嘶声，使得她急忙缩回了头。一只大鸽子朝她脸上飞来，并且呼搧着翅膀疯狂地拍打她。

“蛇！”鸽子尖叫着。
“我不是蛇！”爱丽丝生气地说，“你走开！”
“我再说一遍，蛇！”鸽子重复着，可是已经是用很低的声音在说话了，然后还呜咽地加了一句：“我各种方法都试过了，但是没有一样能叫它们满意！”
“你的话我一点几都不懂！”爱丽丝说，
“我试了树根，试了河岸，还试了篱笆，”鸽子继续说着，并不注意她，“可是这些蛇！没法子让它们高兴！”
  
爱丽丝越来越奇怪了，但是她知道，鸽子不说完自己的话，是不会让别人说话的。
  
“仅仅是孵蛋就够麻烦的啦，”鸽子说，“我还得日夜守望着蛇，天哪！这三个星期我还没合过眼呢！”
“我很同情，你被人家扰乱得不得安宁，”爱丽丝开始有点明白它的意思了，
“我刚刚把家搬到树林里最高的树上，”鸽子继续说，把嗓门提高成了尖声嘶叫，“我想已经最后摆脱它们了，结果它们还非要弯弯曲曲地从天上下来不可。唉！这些蛇呀！”
“我可不是蛇，我告诉你！”爱丽丝说，“我是一个……我是一个……，
“啊，你是什么呢？”鸽子说，“我看得出你正想编谎哩！”
“我是一个小姑娘。”爱丽丝拿不准地说，因为她想起了这一天中经历的那么多的变化。

“说得倒挺像那么回事！”鸽子十分轻蔑地说，“我这辈子看见过许多小姑娘，可从来没有一个长着像你这样的长脖子的！没有，绝对没有！你是一条蛇，辩解是没有用的，我知道你还要告诉我，你从来没有吃过一只蛋吧！”
“我确实吃过许多的蛋，”爱丽丝说，（她是一个非常诚实的孩子。）“你知道，小姑娘也像蛇那样，要吃好多蛋的。”
“我不相信，”鸽子说，“假如她们吃蛋的话，我只能说她们也是一种蛇。”
这对于爱丽丝真是个新的概念，她愣了几分钟。于是鸽子趁机加了一句：“反正你是在找蛋，因此，你是姑娘还是蛇，对我都一样。”
“这对我很不一样，”爱丽丝急忙分辩，“而且老实说，我不是在找蛋，就算我在找蛋，我还不要你的呢？我是不吃生蛋的。”
“哼，那就滚开！”鸽子生气地说着，同时又飞下去钻进它的窝里了。爱丽丝费劲儿地往树林里蹲，因为她的脖子常常会被树叉挂住，要随时停下来排解。过了一会，她想起了手里的两块蘑菇，于是她小心地咬咬这块，又咬咬那块，因此她一会儿L长高，一会缩小，最后终于使自己成了平常的高度了。
  
由于她已经不是正常高度了，所以开头还有点奇怪，不过几分钟就习惯了。然后又像平常那样同自己说话了。“好啊，现在我的计划完成一半了。这些变化多么奇怪，我无法知道下一分钟我会是什么样儿。不管怎样，现在我总算回到自己原来的大小了，下一件事情就是去那个美丽的花园。可是我不知道该怎么去做呢？”说话间来到了一片开阔地，这里有一间四英尺高的小房子。“别管是谁住在这里，”爱丽丝想，“我现在这样的大小不能进去，邓会把它们吓得灵魂出窍的，”她小口小口地咬了一点右手上的蘑菇，一直到自己变成九英寸高，才走向那座小房子。

英文<english>

The Caterpillar and Alice looked at each other for some time in silence: at last the Caterpillar took the hookah out of its mouth, and addressed her in a languid, sleepy voice.

`Who are YOU?’ said the Caterpillar.

This was not an encouraging opening for a conversation. Alicereplied, rather shyly, `I–I hardly know, sir, just at present– at least I know who I WAS when I got up this morning, but I think I must have been changed several times since then.’

`What do you mean by that?’ said the Caterpillar sternly. `Explain yourself!’

`I can’t explain MYSELF, I’m afraid, sir’ said Alice, `because I’m not myself, you see.’

`I don’t see,’ said the Caterpillar.

`I’m afraid I can’t put it more clearly,’ Alice replied very politely, `for I can’t understand it myself to begin with; and being so many different sizes in a day is very confusing.’

`It isn’t,’ said the Caterpillar.

`Well, perhaps you haven’t found it so yet,’ said Alice; `but when you have to turn into a chrysalis–you will some day, you know–and then after that into a butterfly, I should think you’ll feel it a little queer, won’t you?’

`Not a bit,’ said the Caterpillar.

`Well, perhaps your feelings may be different,’ said Alice; `all I know is, it would feel very queer to ME.’

`You!’ said the Caterpillar contemptuously. `Who are YOU?’

Which brought them back again to the beginning of the conversation. Alice felt a little irritated at the Caterpillar’s making such VERY short remarks, and she drew herself up and said, very gravely, `I think, you ought to tell me who YOU are, first.’

`Why?’ said the Caterpillar.

Here was another puzzling question; and as Alice could not think of any good reason, and as the Caterpillar seemed to be in a VERY unpleasant state of mind, she turned away.

`Come back!’ the Caterpillar called after her. `I’ve something important to say!’

This sounded promising, certainly: Alice turned and came back again.

`Keep your temper,’ said the Caterpillar.

`Is that all?’ said Alice, swallowing down her anger as well as she could.

`No,’ said the Caterpillar.

Alice thought she might as well wait, as she had nothing else to do, and perhaps after all it might tell her something worth hearing. For some minutes it puffed away without speaking, but at last it unfolded its arms, took the hookah out of its mouth again, and said, `So you think you’re changed, do you?’

`I’m afraid I am, sir,’ said Alice; `I can’t remember things as I used–and I don’t keep the same size for ten minutes together!’

`Can’t remember WHAT things?’ said the Caterpillar.

`Well, I’ve tried to say “HOW DOTH THE LITTLE BUSY BEE,” but it all came different!’ Alice replied in a very melancholy voice.

`Repeat, “YOU ARE OLD, FATHER WILLIAM,”‘ said the Caterpillar.

Alice folded her hands, and began:–

`You are old, Father William,’ the young man said, `And your hair has become very white; And yet you incessantly stand on your head– Do you think, at your age, it is right?’

`In my youth,’ Father William replied to his son, `I feared it might injure the brain; But, now that I’m perfectly sure I have none, Why, I do it again and again.’

`You are old,’ said the youth, `as I mentioned before, And have grown most uncommonly fat; Yet you turned a back-somersault in at the door– Pray, what is the reason of that?’

`In my youth,’ said the sage, as he shook his grey locks, `I kept all my limbs very supple By the use of this ointment–one shilling the box– Allow me to sell you a couple?’

`You are old,’ said the youth, `and your jaws are too weak For anything tougher than suet; Yet you finished the goose, with the bones and the beak– Pray how did you manage to do it?’

`In my youth,’ said his father, `I took to the law, And argued each case with my wife; And the muscular strength, which it gave to my jaw, Has lasted the rest of my life.’

`You are old,’ said the youth, `one would hardly suppose That your eye was as steady as ever; Yet you balanced an eel on the end of your nose– What made you so awfully clever?’

`I have answered three questions, and that is enough,’ Said his father; `don’t give yourself airs! Do you think I can listen all day to such stuff? Be off, or I’ll kick you down stairs!’

`That is not said right,’ said the Caterpillar.

`Not QUITE right, I’m afraid,’ said Alice, timidly; `some of the words have got altered.’

`It is wrong from beginning to end,’ said the Caterpillar decidedly, and there was silence for some minutes.

The Caterpillar was the first to speak.

`What size do you want to be?’ it asked.

`Oh, I’m not particular as to size,’ Alice hastily replied; `only one doesn’t like changing so often, you know.’

`I DON’T know,’ said the Caterpillar.

Alice said nothing: she had never been so much contradicted in her life before, and she felt that she was losing her temper.

`Are you content now?’ said the Caterpillar.

`Well, I should like to be a LITTLE larger, sir, if you wouldn’t mind,’ said Alice: `three inches is such a wretched height to be.’

`It is a very good height indeed!’ said the Caterpillar angrily, rearing itself upright as it spoke (it was exactly three inches high).

`But I’m not used to it!’ pleaded poor Alice in a piteous tone. And she thought of herself, `I wish the creatures wouldn’t be so easily offended!’

`You’ll get used to it in time,’ said the Caterpillar; and it put the hookah into its mouth and began smoking again.

This time Alice waited patiently until it chose to speak again. In a minute or two the Caterpillar took the hookah out of its mouth and yawned once or twice, and shook itself. Then it got down off the mushroom, and crawled away in the grass, merely remarking as it went, `One side will make you grow taller, and the other side will make you grow shorter.’

`One side of WHAT? The other side of WHAT?’ thought Alice to herself.

`Of the mushroom,’ said the Caterpillar, just as if she had asked it aloud; and in another moment it was out of sight.

Alice remained looking thoughtfully at the mushroom for a minute, trying to make out which were the two sides of it; and as it was perfectly round, she found this a very difficult question. However, at last she stretched her arms round it as far as they would go, and broke off a bit of the edge with each hand.

`And now which is which?’ she said to herself, and nibbled a little of the right-hand bit to try the effect: the next moment she felt a violent blow underneath her chin: it had struck her foot!

She was a good deal frightened by this very sudden change, but she felt that there was no time to be lost, as she was shrinking rapidly; so she set to work at once to eat some of the other bit. Her chin was pressed so closely against her foot, that there was hardly room to open her mouth; but she did it at last, and managed to swallow a morsel of the lefthand bit.

`Come, my head’s free at last!’ said Alice in a tone of delight, which changed into alarm in another moment, when she found that her shoulders were nowhere to be found: all she could see, when she looked down, was an immense length of neck, which seemed to rise like a stalk out of a sea of green leaves that lay far below her.

`What CAN all that green stuff be?’ said Alice. `And where HAVE my shoulders got to? And oh, my poor hands, how is it I can’t see you?’ She was moving them about as she spoke, but no result seemed to follow, except a little shaking among the distant green leaves.

As there seemed to be no chance of getting her hands up to her head, she tried to get her head down to them, and was delighted to find that her neck would bend about easily in any direction, like a serpent. She had just succeeded in curving it down into a graceful zigzag, and was going to dive in among the leaves, which she found to be nothing but the tops of the trees under which she had been wandering, when a sharp hiss made her draw back in a hurry: a large pigeon had flown into her face, and was beating her violently with its wings.

`Serpent!’ screamed the Pigeon.

`I’m NOT a serpent!’ said Alice indignantly. `Let me alone!’

`Serpent, I say again!’ repeated the Pigeon, but in a more subdued tone, and added with a kind of sob, `I’ve tried every way, and nothing seems to suit them!’

`I haven’t the least idea what you’re talking about,’ said Alice.

`I’ve tried the roots of trees, and I’ve tried banks, and I’ve tried hedges,’ the Pigeon went on, without attending to her; `but those serpents! There’s no pleasing them!’

Alice was more and more puzzled, but she thought there was no use in saying anything more till the Pigeon had finished.

`As if it wasn’t trouble enough hatching the eggs,’ said the Pigeon; `but I must be on the look-out for serpents night and day! Why, I haven’t had a wink of sleep these three weeks!’

`I’m very sorry you’ve been annoyed,’ said Alice, who was beginning to see its meaning.

`And just as I’d taken the highest tree in the wood,’ continued the Pigeon, raising its voice to a shriek, `and just as I was thinking I should be free of them at last, they must needs come wriggling down from the sky! Ugh, Serpent!’

`But I’m NOT a serpent, I tell you!’ said Alice. `I’m a–I’m a–’

`Well! WHAT are you?’ said the Pigeon. `I can see you’re trying to invent something!’

`I–I’m a little girl,’ said Alice, rather doubtfully, as she remembered the number of changes she had gone through that day.

`A likely story indeed!’ said the Pigeon in a tone of the deepest contempt. `I’ve seen a good many little girls in my time, but never ONE with such a neck as that! No, no! You’re a serpent; and there’s no use denying it. I suppose you’ll be telling me next that you never tasted an egg!’

`I HAVE tasted eggs, certainly,’ said Alice, who was a very truthful child; `but little girls eat eggs quite as much as serpents do, you know.’

`I don’t believe it,’ said the Pigeon; `but if they do, why then they’re a kind of serpent, that’s all I can say.’

This was such a new idea to Alice, that she was quite silent for a minute or two, which gave the Pigeon the opportunity of adding, `You’re looking for eggs, I know THAT well enough; and what does it matter to me whether you’re a little girl or a serpent?’

`It matters a good deal to ME,’ said Alice hastily; `but I’m not looking for eggs, as it happens; and if I was, I shouldn’t want YOURS: I don’t like them raw.’

`Well, be off, then!’ said the Pigeon in a sulky tone, as it settled down again into its nest. Alice crouched down among the trees as well as she could, for her neck kept getting entangled among the branches, and every now and then she had to stop and untwist it. After a while she remembered that she still held the pieces of mushroom in her hands, and she set to work very carefully, nibbling first at one and then at the other, and growing sometimes taller and sometimes shorter, until she had succeeded in bringing herself down to her usual height.

It was so long since she had been anything near the right size, that it felt quite strange at first; but she got used to it in a few minutes, and began talking to herself, as usual. `Come, there’s half my plan done now! How puzzling all these changes are! I’m never sure what I’m going to be, from one minute to another! However, I’ve got back to my right size: the next thing is, to get into that beautiful garden–how IS that to be done, I wonder?’ As she said this, she came suddenly upon an open place, with a little house in it about four feet high. `Whoever lives there,’ thought Alice, `it’ll never do to come upon them THIS size: why, I should frighten them out of their wits!’ So she began nibbling at the righthand bit again, and did not venture to go near the house till she had brought herself down to nine inches high.

爱丽丝漫游奇境第四章 兔子派遣小比尔进屋

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原来是那只小白兔，又慢慢地走回来了，它在刚才走过的路上焦急地到处审视，好像在寻找什么东西，爱丽丝还听到它低产咕噜：“公爵夫人呵！公爵夫人，唉！我亲爱的小爪子呀！我的小胡子呀！她一定会把我的头砍掉的，一定的！就像雪貂是雪貂那样千真万确！我是在哪儿丢掉的呢？”爱丽丝马上猜到它在找那把扇子和那双羊皮手套，于是，她也好心地到处寻找，可是找不见，自从她在池塘里游荡以来，好像所有东西都变了，就是那个有着玻璃桌子和小门的大厅也都不见了。

不一会，当爱丽丝还在到处找的时候，兔子看见了她，并且生气地向她喊道：“玛丽．安，你在外面干什么？马上回家给我拿一双手套和一把扇子来。赶快去！”爱丽丝吓得要命，顾不得去解释它的误会，赶快按它指的方向跑去了。

“它把我当成它的女仆了，”她边跑边对自己说，“它以后发现我是谁，会多么惊奇啊！可是我最好还是帮它把手套和扇子拿去——要是我能找到的话。”她说着到了一幢整洁的小房子前，门上挂着一块明亮的黄铜小牌子，刻着“白兔先生”。她没有敲门就进去了，急忙往楼上跑，生怕碰上真的玛丽．安，如果那样的话，她在找到手套和扇子之前就会从这个小屋里被赶出来的，

“这真奇怪！”爱丽丝对自己说，“给一只兔子跑腿，我看下一步就该轮到黛娜使唤我了。”于是她就想象那种情景：“‘爱丽丝小姐，快来我这儿，准备去散步，’‘我马上就来，保姆！可是在黛娜回来之前，我还得看着老鼠洞，不许老鼠出来，’不过，假如黛娜像这样使唤人的话，他们不会让它继续呆在家里了。”

这时，她已经走进了一间整洁的小房间，靠窗子有张桌子，桌子上正像她希望的那样，有一把扇子和两、三双很小的白羊羔皮手套，她拿起扇子和一双手套。正当她要离开房间的时候，眼光落在镜子旁边的一个小瓶上。这一次，瓶上没有“喝我”的标记。但她却拔开瓶塞就往嘴里倒。她想，“我每次吃或喝一点东西，总会发生一些有趣的事。所以我要看看这一瓶能把我怎么样。我真希望它会让我长大。说真的，做我现在这样一点儿的小东西，真厌烦极了。”

小瓶真的照办了，而且比她期望的还快，她还没有喝到一半，头已经碰到了天花板，因此，必须立即停止，不能再喝了！否则脖子要给折断了。爱丽丝赶紧扔掉瓶子，对自己说：“现在已经够了，不要再长了，可是就是现在这样，我也已经出不去了。嗨！我别喝这么多就好啦！”

唉！现在已经太迟了！她继续长啊，长啊！再待一会儿就得跪在地板上了，一分钟后，她必须躺下了，一只胳膊撑在地上，一只胳膊抱着头、可是还在长，这时只得把一只手臂伸出窗子，一只脚伸进烟囱，然后自语说：“还长的话怎么办呢？我会变成什么样子呢？”

幸运的是这只小魔术瓶的作用已经发挥完了，她不再长了，可是心里很不舒服，看来没有可能从这个房子里出去了。

“在家里多舒服，”可怜的爱丽丝想，“在家里不会一会儿变大，一会儿变小，而且不会被老鼠和兔子使唤。我希望不曾钻进这个兔子洞，可是……可是这种生活是那么离奇，我还会变成什么呢？读童话时我总认为那种事情永远不会发生的，可现在自己却来到这童话世界了，应该写一本关于我的书，应该这样，当我长大了要写—本——可我现在已经长大了啊。”她又伤心地加了一句：“至少这儿已经没有让我再长的余地了。”

“可是，”爱丽丝想，“我不会比现在年龄更大了！这倒是一个安慰，我永远不会成为老太婆了。但是这样就得老是上学了。唉，这我可不情愿！”

“啊，你这个傻爱丽丝！”她又回答自己，“你在这儿怎么上学呢？哎唷，这间房子差点儿装不下你，哪里还有放书的地方呢？”

她就这样继续说着，先装这个人，然后又装另一个人，就这样说了一大堆话。几分钟后，她听到门外有声音，才停止唠叨去听那个声音。

“玛丽·安，玛丽·安！”那个声音喊道，“赶快给我拿手套，”然后一连串小脚步声步上楼梯了。爱丽丝知道这是兔子来找她了，但是她忘了自己现在已经比兔子大了一千倍，因此还是吓得发抖，哆嗦得屋子都摇动了，

免子到了门外，想推开门，但是门是朝里开的，爱丽丝的胳膊肘正好顶着门，兔子推也推不动，爱丽丝听到它自语说，“我绕过去，从窗子爬进去。”

“这你休想，”爱丽丝想，她等了一会，直到听见兔子走到窗下，她突然伸出了手，在空中抓了一把，虽然没有抓住任何东西，但是听到了摔倒了的尖叫声，和打碎玻璃的哗啦啦的响声，根据这些声音，她断定兔子掉进玻璃温室之类的东西里面了。

接着是兔子的气恼声：“帕特！帕特！你在哪里？”然后，是一个陌生的声音，“是，我在这儿挖苹果树呢？老爷！”

“哼！还挖苹果树呢！”兔子气愤地说，“到这儿来，把我拉出来！”接着又是一阵弄碎玻璃的声音。
“给我说，帕特，窗子里是什么？”
“哟，一只胳膊，老爷！”
“—只胳膊！你这个傻瓜，哪有这样大的胳膊，嗯，它塞满了整个窗户呢！”
“不错，老爷，可到底是一只胳膊。”
“嗯。别罗嗦了，去把它拿掉！”

沉寂了好一阵，这时爱丽丝只能偶尔听到几句微弱的话音，如：“我怕见它，老爷，我真怕它！”……“照我说的办，你这个胆小鬼！”最后，她又张开手，在空中抓了一把，这一次听到了两声尖叫和更多的打碎玻璃的声音，“这里一定有很多玻璃温室！”爱丽丝想，“不知道他们下一步要干什么？是不是要把我从窗子里拉出去，嘿，我真希望他们这样做，我实在不愿意再呆下去了！”

她等了—会，没有听到什么声音，后来传来了小车轮的滚动声，以及许多人说话的嘈杂声，她听到说：“另外一个梯子呢？……嗯，我只拿了一个，别一个比尔拿着……比尔，拿过来，小伙子……到这儿来，放到这个角上……不，先绑在一起，现在还没一半高呢！……对，够了，你别挑刺啦！—一比尔，这里，抓住这根绳子……顶棚受得了吗？……小心那块瓦片松了……掉下来了，低头！（一个很大的响声）……现在谁来干？……我认为比尔合适，它可以从烟囱里下去。……不，我不干！……你干！……这我可不干……应该比尔下去……比尔！主人说让你下烟囱！”

“啊，这么说比尔就要从烟囱下来了，”爱丽丝对自己说，“嘿，它们好像把什么事情都推在比尔身上，我可不做比尔这个角色。说真的这个壁炉很窄，不过我还是可以踢那么一下。”

她把伸进烟囱里的脚收了收，等到听到一个小动物（她猜不出是什么动物）在烟囱里连滚带爬地接近了她的脚，这时她自语说：“这就是比尔了，”同时狠狠地踢了一脚，然后等着看下一步会发生些什么。

首先，她听到一片叫喊：“比尔飞出来啦！”然后是兔子的声音：“喂，篱笆边的人，快抓住它！”静了一会儿，又是一片乱嚷嚷：“抬起它的头……，快，白兰地……别呛着了它！怎么样了？老伙计，刚才你碰见了什么？告诉我们。”

最后传来的是一个微弱的尖细声（爱丽丝认为这是比尔）“唉，我一点也不知道……再不要，谢谢你，我已经好多了……我太紧张了，没法说清楚，我所知道的就是……不知什么东西，就像盒子里的玩偶人（西方小孩经常玩一种玩偶盒，一打开盒盖即弹出小玩偶来。）一样弹过来，于是，我就像火箭一样飞了出来！”
“不错，老伙计！你真是像火箭一样。”另外一个声音说。
“我们必须把房子烧掉！”这是兔子的声音。爱丽丝尽力喊道：“你们敢这样，我就放黛娜来咬你们！”

接着，是死一般的寂静，爱丽丝想：“不知道它们下一步想干什么，如果它们有见识的话，就应该把屋顶拆掉。”过了一两分钟，它们又走动了，爱丽丝听到兔子说：“开头用一车就够了。”
“一车什么呀？”爱丽丝想，但一会儿就知道了，小卵石像暴雨似的从窗子扔进来了，有些小卵石打到了她的脸上，“我要让他们住手，”她对自己说，然后大声喊道：“你们最好别再这样干了！”这一声喊叫后，又是一片寂静。

爱丽丝惊奇地注意到，那些小卵石掉到地板上部变成了小点心，她脑子里立即闪过了一个聪明的念头：“如果我吃上一块，也许会使我变小，现在我已经不可能更大了，那么，它一定会把我变小的。”

开是，她吞了一块点心，当即明显地迅速缩小了。在她刚刚缩到能够穿过门的时候，就跑出了屋子，她见到一群小动物和小鸟都守在外边，那只可怜的小壁虎——比尔在中间，由两只豚鼠扶着，从瓶子里倒着东西喂它。当爱丽丝出现的瞬间，它们全都冲上来。她拼了命，总算跑掉了，不久她就平安地到了一个茂密的树林里。

“我的第一件事，”爱丽丝在树林中漫步时对自己说，“是把我变到正常大小，第二件就是去寻找那条通向可爱的小花园的路。这是我最好的计划了。”

听起来，这真是个卓越的计划，而且安排得美妙而简单，唯一的困难是她不知道怎样才能办成。正当她在树林中着急地到处张望时，她头顶上面传来了尖细的犬吠声。她赶紧抬头朝上看，一只大的叭儿狗，正在瞪着又大又圆的眼睛朝下看着她，还轻轻地伸出一只爪子，要抓她。“可怜的小东西！”爱丽丝用哄小孩的声调说，一边还努力地向它吹口哨。但是实际上，她心里吓得要死，因为想到它可能饿了，那么不管她怎么哄它，它还是很可能把她吃掉的。

她几乎不知道该怎么办，拾了一根小树枝，伸向小狗，那只小狗立即跳了起来，高兴地汪、汪叫着，向树枝冲过去，假装要咬，爱丽丝急忙躲进一排蓟树丛后面，免得给小狗撞倒，她刚躲到另一边，小狗就向树枝发起第二次冲锋。它冲得太急了，不但没有抓着树枝，反而翻了个筋斗，爱丽丝觉得真像同一匹马玩耍，随时都有被它踩在脚下的危险，因此，她又围着蓟树丛转了起来，那只小狗又向树枝发起了一连串的冲锋。每一次都冲过了头，然后再后退老远，而且嘶声地狂吠着。最后它在很远的地方蹲坐了下来，喘着气，舌头伸在嘴外，那双大眼睛也半闭上了。

这是爱丽丝逃跑的好机会，她转身就跑了，一直跑得喘不过气来，小狗的吠声也很远了，才停了下来。

“然而，这是只多么可爱的小狗啊！”在爱丽丝靠在一棵毛茛上，用一片毛茛叶搧着休息时说，“要是我像正常那么大小，我真想教它玩许多把戏，啊，亲爱的，我几乎忘记我还要想法再长大呢？让我想一想，这怎么才能做到呢？我应该吃或者喝一点什么东西，可是该吃喝点什么呢？”

确实，最大的问题是吃喝点什么呢？爱丽丝看着周围的花草，没有可吃喝的东西。离她很近的地方长着一个大蘑菇，差不多同她一样高。她打量了蘑菇的下面、边沿、背面，还想到应该看看上面有什么东西。

她踮起脚尖，沿蘑菇的边朝上看，立即看到一只蓝色的大毛毛虫，正环抱胳膊坐坐在那儿，安静地吸着一个很长的水烟管，根本没有注意到她和其它任何事情。

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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! Where CAN I have dropped them, I wonder?’ Alice guessed in a moment that it was looking for the fan and the pair of white kid gloves, and she very good-naturedly began hunting about for them, but they were nowhere to be seen–everything seemed to have changed since her swim in the pool, and the great hall, with the glass table and the little door, had vanished completely.

Very soon the Rabbit noticed Alice, as she went hunting about, and called out to her in an angry tone, `Why, Mary Ann, what ARE you doing out here? Run home this moment, and fetch me a pair of gloves and a fan! Quick, now!’ And Alice was so much frightened that she ran off at once in the direction it pointed to, without trying to explain the mistake it had made.

`He took me for his housemaid,’ she said to herself as she ran. `How surprised he’ll be when he finds out who I am! But I’d better take him his fan and gloves–that is, if I can find them.’

As she said this, she came upon a neat little house, on the door of which was a bright brass plate with the name `W. RABBIT’ engraved upon it. She went in without knocking, and hurried upstairs, in great fear lest she should meet the real Mary Ann, and be turned out of the house before she had found the fan and gloves.

`How queer it seems,’ Alice said to herself, `to be going messages for a rabbit! I suppose Dinah’ll be sending me on messages next!’ And she began fancying the sort of thing that would happen: `”Miss Alice! Come here directly, and get ready for your walk!” “Coming in a minute, nurse! But I’ve got to see that the mouse doesn’t get out.” Only I don’t think,’ Alice went on, `that they’d let Dinah stop in the house if it began ordering people about like that!’

By this time she had found her way into a tidy little room with a table in the window, and on it (as she had hoped) a fan and two or three pairs of tiny white kid gloves: she took up the fan and a pair of the gloves, and was just going to leave the room, when her eye fell upon a little bottle that stood near the looking- glass. There was no label this time with the words `DRINK ME,’ but nevertheless she uncorked it and put it to her lips. `I know SOMETHING interesting is sure to happen,’ she said to herself, `whenever I eat or drink anything; so I’ll just see what this bottle does. I do hope it’ll make me grow large again, for really I’m quite tired of being such a tiny little thing!’

It did so indeed, and much sooner than she had expected: before she had drunk half the bottle, she found her head pressing against the ceiling, and had to stoop to save her neck from being broken. She hastily put down the bottle, saying to herself `That’s quite enough–I hope I shan’t grow any more–As it is, I can’t get out at the door–I do wish I hadn’t drunk quite so much!’

Alas! it was too late to wish that! She went on growing, and growing, and very soon had to kneel down on the floor: in another minute there was not even room for this, and she tried the effect of lying down with one elbow against the door, and the other arm curled round her head. Still she went on growing, and, as a last resource, she put one arm out of the window, and one foot up the chimney, and said to herself `Now I can do no more, whatever happens. What WILL become of me?’

Luckily for Alice, the little magic bottle had now had its full effect, and she grew no larger: still it was very uncomfortable, and, as there seemed to be no sort of chance of her ever getting out of the room again, no wonder she felt unhappy.

`It was much pleasanter at home,’ thought poor Alice, `when one wasn’t always growing larger and smaller, and being ordered about by mice and rabbits. I almost wish I hadn’t gone down that rabbit-hole–and yet–and yet–it’s rather curious, you know, this sort of life! I do wonder what CAN have happened to me! When I used to read fairy-tales, I fancied that kind of thing never happened, and now here I am in the middle of one! There ought to be a book written about me, that there ought! And when I grow up, I’ll write one–but I’m grown up now,’ she added in a sorrowful tone; `at least there’s no room to grow up any more HERE.’

`But then,’ thought Alice, `shall I NEVER get any older than I am now? That’ll be a comfort, one way–never to be an old woman– but then–always to have lessons to learn! Oh, I shouldn’t like THAT!’

`Oh, you foolish Alice!’ she answered herself. `How can you learn lessons in here? Why, there’s hardly room for YOU, and no room at all for any lesson-books!’

And so she went on, taking first one side and then the other, and making quite a conversation of it altogether; but after a few minutes she heard a voice outside, and stopped to listen.

`Mary Ann! Mary Ann!’ said the voice. `Fetch me my gloves this moment!’ Then came a little pattering of feet on the stairs. Alice knew it was the Rabbit coming to look for her, and she trembled till she shook the house, quite forgetting that she was now about a thousand times as large as the Rabbit, and had no reason to be afraid of it.

Presently the Rabbit came up to the door, and tried to open it; but, as the door opened inwards, and Alice’s elbow was pressed hard against it, that attempt proved a failure. Alice heard it say to itself `Then I’ll go round and get in at the window.’

`THAT you won’t’ thought Alice, and, after waiting till she fancied she heard the Rabbit just under the window, she suddenly spread out her hand, and made a snatch in the air. She did not get hold of anything, but she heard a little shriek and a fall, and a crash of broken glass, from which she concluded that it was just possible it had fallen into a cucumber-frame, or something of the sort.

Next came an angry voice–the Rabbit’s–`Pat! Pat! Where are you?’ And then a voice she had never heard before, `Sure then I’m here! Digging for apples, yer honour!’

`Digging for apples, indeed!’ said the Rabbit angrily. `Here! Come and help me out of THIS!’ (Sounds of more broken glass.)

`Now tell me, Pat, what’s that in the window?’

`Sure, it’s an arm, yer honour!’ (He pronounced it `arrum.’)

`An arm, you goose! Who ever saw one that size? Why, it fills the whole window!’

`Sure, it does, yer honour: but it’s an arm for all that.’

`Well, it’s got no business there, at any rate: go and take it away!’

There was a long silence after this, and Alice could only hear whispers now and then; such as, `Sure, I don’t like it, yer honour, at all, at all!’ `Do as I tell you, you coward!’ and at last she spread out her hand again, and made another snatch in the air. This time there were TWO little shrieks, and more sounds of broken glass. `What a number of cucumber-frames there must be!’ thought Alice. `I wonder what they’ll do next! As for pulling me out of the window, I only wish they COULD! I’m sure I don’t want to stay in here any longer!’

She waited for some time without hearing anything more: at last came a rumbling of little cartwheels, and the sound of a good many voices all talking together: she made out the words: `Where’s the other ladder?–Why, I hadn’t to bring but one; Bill’s got the other–Bill! fetch it here, lad!–Here, put ‘em up at this corner–No, tie ‘em together first–they don’t reach half high enough yet–Oh! they’ll do well enough; don’t be particular– Here, Bill! catch hold of this rope–Will the roof bear?–Mind that loose slate–Oh, it’s coming down! Heads below!’ (a loud crash)–`Now, who did that?–It was Bill, I fancy–Who’s to go down the chimney?–Nay, I shan’t! YOU do it!–That I won’t, then!–Bill’s to go down–Here, Bill! the master says you’re to go down the chimney!’

`Oh! So Bill’s got to come down the chimney, has he?’ said Alice to herself. `Shy, they seem to put everything upon Bill! I wouldn’t be in Bill’s place for a good deal: this fireplace is narrow, to be sure; but I THINK I can kick a little!’

She drew her foot as far down the chimney as she could, and waited till she heard a little animal (she couldn’t guess of what sort it was) scratching and scrambling about in the chimney close above her: then, saying to herself `This is Bill,’ she gave one sharp kick, and waited to see what would happen next.

The first thing she heard was a general chorus of `There goes Bill!’ then the Rabbit’s voice along–`Catch him, you by the hedge!’ then silence, and then another confusion of voices–`Hold up his head–Brandy now–Don’t choke him–How was it, old fellow? What happened to you? Tell us all about it!’

Last came a little feeble, squeaking voice, (`That’s Bill,’ thought Alice,) `Well, I hardly know–No more, thank ye; I’m better now–but I’m a deal too flustered to tell you–all I know is, something comes at me like a Jack-in-the-box, and up I goes like a sky-rocket!’

`So you did, old fellow!’ said the others.

`We must burn the house down!’ said the Rabbit’s voice; and Alice called out as loud as she could, `If you do. I’ll set Dinah at you!’

There was a dead silence instantly, and Alice thought to herself, `I wonder what they WILL do next! If they had any sense, they’d take the roof off.’ After a minute or two, they began moving about again, and Alice heard the Rabbit say, `A barrowful will do, to begin with.’

`A barrowful of WHAT?’ thought Alice; but she had not long to doubt, for the next moment a shower of little pebbles came rattling in at the window, and some of them hit her in the face. `I’ll put a stop to this,’ she said to herself, and shouted out, `You’d better not do that again!’ which produced another dead silence.

Alice noticed with some surprise that the pebbles were all turning into little cakes as they lay on the floor, and a bright idea came into her head. `If I eat one of these cakes,’ she thought, `it’s sure to make SOME change in my size; and as it can’t possibly make me larger, it must make me smaller, I suppose.’

So she swallowed one of the cakes, and was delighted to find that she began shrinking directly. As soon as she was small enough to get through the door, she ran out of the house, and found quite a crowd of little animals and birds waiting outside. The poor little Lizard, Bill, was in the middle, being held up by two guinea-pigs, who were giving it something out of a bottle. They all made a rush at Alice the moment she appeared; but she ran off as hard as she could, and soon found herself safe in a thick wood.

`The first thing I’ve got to do,’ said Alice to herself, as she wandered about in the wood, `is to grow to my right size again; and the second thing is to find my way into that lovely garden. I think that will be the best plan.’

It sounded an excellent plan, no doubt, and very neatly and simply arranged; the only difficulty was, that she had not the smallest idea how to set about it; and while she was peering about anxiously among the trees, a little sharp bark just over her head made her look up in a great hurry.

An enormous puppy was looking down at her with large round eyes, and feebly stretching out one paw, trying to touch her. `Poor little thing!’ said Alice, in a coaxing tone, and she tried hard to whistle to it; but she was terribly frightened all the time at the thought that it might be hungry, in which case it would be very likely to eat her up in spite of all her coaxing.

Hardly knowing what she did, she picked up a little bit of stick, and held it out to the puppy; whereupon the puppy jumped into the air off all its feet at once, with a yelp of delight, and rushed at the stick, and made believe to worry it; then Alice dodged behind a great thistle, to keep herself from being run over; and the moment she appeared on the other side, the puppy made another rush at the stick, and tumbled head over heels in its hurry to get hold of it; then Alice, thinking it was very like having a game of play with a cart-horse, and expecting every moment to be trampled under its feet, ran round the thistle again; then the puppy began a series of short charges at the stick, running a very little way forwards each time and a long way back, and barking hoarsely all the while, till at last it sat down a good way off, panting, with its tongue hanging out of its mouth, and its great eyes half shut.

This seemed to Alice a good opportunity for making her escape; so she set off at once, and ran till she was quite tired and out of breath, and till the puppy’s bark sounded quite faint in the distance.

`And yet what a dear little puppy it was!’ said Alice, as she leant against a buttercup to rest herself, and fanned herself with one of the leaves: `I should have liked teaching it tricks very much, if–if I’d only been the right size to do it! Oh dear! I’d nearly forgotten that I’ve got to grow up again! Let me see–how IS it to be managed? I suppose I ought to eat or drink something or other; but the great question is, what?’

The great question certainly was, what? Alice looked all round her at the flowers and the blades of grass, but she did not see anything that looked like the right thing to eat or drink under the circumstances. There was a large mushroom growing near her, about the same height as herself; and when she had looked under it, and on both sides of it, and behind it, it occurred to her that she might as well look and see what was on the top of it. She stretched herself up on tiptoe, and peeped over the edge of the mushroom, and her eyes immediately met those of a large caterpillar, that was sitting on the top with its arms folded, quietly smoking a long hookah, and taking not the smallest notice of her or of anything else.

爱丽丝漫游奇境第三章 一场会议式赛跑和一个长故事

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集合在岸上的这一大群，确实稀奇古怪——羽毛湿了的鸟、毛紧贴着身子的小动物等等，全都是湿淋淋的，横躺竖卧的，显得很狼狈。

重要的是：怎样把身上弄干，对这个问题，他们商量了一会儿。过了几分钟，爱丽丝就同它们混熟了，好像老相识似的。你瞧，爱丽丝已经同鹦鹉辩论了好长时间了，最后鹦鹉生气了，一个劲儿地说：“我比你年龄大，也就肯定比你知道得多。”可爱丽丝不同意这点，因为爱丽丝压根儿不知道它的年龄，而鹦鹉又拒绝说出自已的年龄，她们就再没话可说了。

最后，那只老鼠——它在它们中间好像很有权威似的——喊道：“你们全部坐下，听我说，我很快就会把你们弄干的！”他们立即都坐下了，围成一个大圈，老鼠在中间，爱丽丝焦急地盯着它，她很清楚，如果湿衣服不能很快干的活，她会得重感冒的，

“咳，咳！”老鼠煞有介事地说：“你们都准备好了吗？下面是我要说的最干巴巴的故事了，请大家安静点。‘征服者威廉的事业是教皇支持的，不久就征服了英国，英国人也需要有人领导，而且已经对篡权和被征服都习惯了。梅西亚和诺森勃列亚（海西亚Mercia和诺森勃利亚Northumbria是英国的两个古国。）的伯爵埃德温和莫卡……

“啊！”鹦鹉打着哆嗦。
“请原谅！”老鼠皱着眉头说，但仍然很有礼貌地问：“你有什么话吗？”
“我没有啥说的！”鹦鹉急忙答道。

“我以为你有话要说哩！”老鼠说，“我继续讲，这两个地方的伯爵埃德温和莫卡都宣告支持威廉，甚至坎特伯雷的爱国大主教斯蒂坎德也发现这是可行的……”

“发现什么？”鸭子问，
“发观‘这’，”老鼠有点不耐烦地回答，“你当然不知道‘这，的意思。”
“我发现了什么吃的东西时，当然知道‘这’是指什么。‘这’通常指一只青蛙或一条蚯蚓，现在的问题是：大主教发现的是什么呢？”鸭子还不停地呱啦着。

老鼠一点也不理睬，只是急急忙忙地继续讲：“……发现与埃德加．阿瑟林一起去亲自迎接威廉，并授予他皇冠是可行的，威廉的行动起初还有点节制，可他那诺曼人的傲慢……，你感觉怎么样了？我亲爱的。”它突然转向爱丽丝问道。

“跟原来一样的湿。”爱丽丝忧郁地说，“你讲这些一点也不能把我身上弄干。”
“在这种情况下，我建议休会，并立即采取更加有效的措施。”渡渡鸟站后来严肃地说。
“讲英语！”小鹰说，“你这句话的意思，我连一半都听不懂！更主要的是我不相信你自己会懂，”小鹰说完后低下头偷偷笑了，其它一些鸟也都偷偷地笑出声来。
“我说的是，能让我们把湿衣服弄干的最好办法，是来个会议式的赛跑。”渡渡鸟恼怒地说。
“什么是会议式赛跑？”爱丽丝问，爱丽丝本来不想多问，因为渡渡鸟说到这里停住了，似乎想等别人问似的，而偏偏又没人问它。

渡渡鸟说：“对，为了说明它，最好的办法就是咱们亲自做一做。”（由于你在冬天也许会想起来玩这种游戏，所以我占这里告诉你渡渡鸟是怎么做的。）

前先，它划出个比赛路线，有点像个圆圈，它说：“具体形状没关系的。”然后，这一大群家伙就在圈子内散乱地站着，也不用说“—，二，三，开始！”而是谁想开始就开始，谁想停下，就停下，所以，要知道这场比赛的结束是不容易的。它们跑了大约半个小时，衣服大体上都干了，渡渡鸟就突然喊道：“比赛结束了！”听这话，它们都喘着气围拢过来，不停地问：“谁赢了，”

这个问题，渡渡鸟得好好考虑一下才能回答。因此，它坐下来，用一个指头撑着前额想了好长时间（就像照片上莎士比亚的那种姿态），这段时间里大家都安静地等待着。最后，渡渡鸟说：“每人都赢了，而且都有奖品！”
“谁给奖品呢？”大家齐声问，
“她重当然是她啦！”渡渡鸟用一个手指头指着爱丽丝说。于是，这一大群立即围住了爱丽丝，胡乱喊叫着：“奖品！奖品！”

爱丽丝真不知该怎么办了，她无可奈何地把手伸进了衣袋，嘿！拿出了一盒糖果，真幸运，还没给咸水浸透，她就把糖果作为奖品，发给了大家。正好每位分到一块，只是她自己没有。
“可是她自己也应该有一份奖品啊！”老鼠说，
“当然啦，”渡渡鸟非常严肃地回答，“你的口袋里还有别的东西吗，”它转向爱丽丝问道。
“只有一个顶针了。”爱丽丝伤心地说。
“把它拿来。”渡渡鸟说，
这时，大家又围住了爱丽丝，渡渡鸟接过顶针后兑严肃地递给了她，说：“我们请求你接受这只精致的顶针，”它刚结束这句简短的讲演，大家全都欢呼起来了。

爱丽丝认为这些事情全都非常荒唐，可是它们却十分认真，她也不敢笑，一时又想不出许说什么话，只见好鞠了个躬，尽量装得一本正经地接过了顶针。

下步是吃糖果了，这又引起一阵喧闹，大鸟们埋怨还没尝到味儿，糖就没了，小鸟们则被糖块噎着了，还得别人替它拍拍背。不管怎么说，最后，糖果总算吃完了，这时它们又围成一个大圈坐下来，请求老鼠再讲点故事。
“你记得吗，你答应过讲你的历史，”爱丽丝说，“作为什么恨……恨‘M’和‘G’呀，”她压低声音，说完了这句话，她怕说出猫和狗这两个字惹老鼠生气，于是只说出猫和狗两字的拼音字头。
“我的处事是个结尾悲伤的长故事，”老鼠对爱丽丝叹息着说。

爱丽丝没有听清这句话，她看着老鼠的尾巴纳闷了：“它确实是根长尾巴，可为什么说尾巴是悲伤的呢？”老鼠讲故事的整个过程中，爱丽丝还一直为这个问题纳闷，因此，在她脑子里就把整个故事想象成这个样子了：

“猎狗对屋子里的一只老鼠说道：‘跟我到法庭去，我要把你控告，我不睬你的辩解，要把你审判。因为今晨我没事干，所以我要跟你捣捣蛋。’老孔对恶狗说：‘这样的审判，既没有陪审员，又没有法官，不过是白白浪费时间，恩狗说：‘我就是陪审员，我就是法官，我要亲自执法审判，我要判处你的死刑！’”“你没有注意听，”老鼠严厉地对爱丽丝说，“你在想什么呢？”“请原谅！”爱丽丝似乎理亏似地说，“我想你已经拐到第五个弯了吧！”“我没有弯！”老鼠非常生气地厉声说。

“你要个碗（弯）！”爱丽丝说，由于她总是热心帮助别人的，因此就焦急她四周寻找，“哦，让我帮你找找看。”
“我不吃你这一套，你的这些废话侮辱了我！”老鼠说着站起来就走。
“我没有侮辱你的意思！可是你也太容易生气了！”可怜的爱丽丝辩解着说。

老鼠咕噜了—声没理她。

“请你回来讲完你的故事！”爱丽丝喊着，其他动物也都齐声说：“是啊！请回来吧！”但是，老鼠只是不耐烦地摇着脑袋，步子走得更快了。
“它走了，多遗憾哪！”当老鼠刚走得看不见了时，鹦鹉就叹息着，老螃蟹趁这个机会对女儿说：“哦，我亲爱的，这是一个教训，告诉你以后永远也不要发脾气。”
“别说了，妈！你这样罗嗦，就是牡蛎都忍耐不了。”小螃蟹耐着小脾气说。
“我多么希望我的黛娜在这儿呀！”爱丽丝自言自语地大声说，“她一定会马上把它抓回来的！”
“请允许我冒昧地问一下，那么，黛娜是谁呢？”鹦鹉说。
爱丽丝随时都乐意谈论她心爱的小宝贝，所以她热心地回答：“黛娜是我的猫，她抓老鼠可是好样的，简直想象不出来。嘿，我还希望你看到她怎么抓鸟的哩，她只要看见一只鸟，一眨眼就合把它吃到肚子里去的！”

这话惹得大家十分惊慌，有些鸟急急忙忙离开了，老喜鹊小心地把自己裹严，解释道：“我必须回家了，今晚的空气对我的喉咙不合适。”金丝鸟发抖地对它的孩子说：“走吧！我亲爱的，你们早该睡觉了。”它们全都在各种借口下走掉了。不久，又只剩下爱丽丝孤单单的一个人了。

“我要是刚才不提到黛娜就好了！”爱丽丝忧郁地对自己说，“这里好像没有一个喜欢她的，唉！只有我知道她是世界上最好的猫！啊，我亲爱的黛娜，真不知道什么时候还会再见到你呢！说到这里，可怜的小爱丽丝的眼泪又出来了，她感到非常孤独和懊丧，过了一会儿，总算听到不远处传来了脚步声，她巴望地抬头看看是谁来了，希望老鼠改变主意，回来讲完它的故事。

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They were indeed a queer-looking party that assembled on the bank–the birds with draggled feathers, the animals with their fur clinging close to them, and all dripping wet, cross, and uncomfortable.

The first question of course was, how to get dry again: they had a consultation about this, and after a few minutes it seemed quite natural to Alice to find herself talking familiarly with them, as if she had known them all her life. Indeed, she had quite a long argument with the Lory, who at last turned sulky, and would only say, `I am older than you, and must know better’; and this Alice would not allow without knowing how old it was, and, as the Lory positively refused to tell its age, there was no more to be said.

At last the Mouse, who seemed to be a person of authority among them, called out, `Sit down, all of you, and listen to me! I’LL soon make you dry enough!’ They all sat down at once, in a large ring, with the Mouse in the middle. Alice kept her eyes anxiously fixed on it, for she felt sure she would catch a bad cold if she did not get dry very soon.

`Ahem!’ said the Mouse with an important air, `are you all ready? This is the driest thing I know. Silence all round, if you please! “William the Conqueror, whose cause was favoured by the pope, was soon submitted to by the English, who wanted leaders, and had been of late much accustomed to usurpation and conquest. Edwin and Morcar, the earls of Mercia and Northumbria–”‘

`Ugh!’ said the Lory, with a shiver.

`I beg your pardon!’ said the Mouse, frowning, but very politely: `Did you speak?’

`Not I!’ said the Lory hastily.

`I thought you did,’ said the Mouse. `–I proceed. “Edwin and Morcar, the earls of Mercia and Northumbria, declared for him: and even Stigand, the patriotic archbishop of Canterbury, found it advisable–”‘

`Found WHAT?’ said the Duck.

`Found IT,’ the Mouse replied rather crossly: `of course you know what “it” means.’

`I know what “it” means well enough, when I find a thing,’ said the Duck: `it’s generally a frog or a worm. The question is, what did the archbishop find?’

The Mouse did not notice this question, but hurriedly went on, `”–found it advisable to go with Edgar Atheling to meet William and offer him the crown. William’s conduct at first was moderate. But the insolence of his Normans–” How are you getting on now, my dear?’ it continued, turning to Alice as it spoke.

`As wet as ever,’ said Alice in a melancholy tone: `it doesn’t seem to dry me at all.’

`In that case,’ said the Dodo solemnly, rising to its feet, `I move that the meeting adjourn, for the immediate adoption of more energetic remedies–’

`Speak English!’ said the Eaglet. `I don’t know the meaning of half those long words, and, what’s more, I don’t believe you do either!’ And the Eaglet bent down its head to hide a smile: some of the other birds tittered audibly.

`What I was going to say,’ said the Dodo in an offended tone, `was, that the best thing to get us dry would be a Caucus-race.’

`What IS a Caucus-race?’ said Alice; not that she wanted much to know, but the Dodo had paused as if it thought that SOMEBODY ought to speak, and no one else seemed inclined to say anything.

`Why,’ said the Dodo, `the best way to explain it is to do it.’ (And, as you might like to try the thing yourself, some winter day, I will tell you how the Dodo managed it.)

First it marked out a race-course, in a sort of circle, (`the exact shape doesn’t matter,’ it said,) and then all the party were placed along the course, here and there. There was no `One, two, three, and away,’ but they began running when they liked, and left off when they liked, so that it was not easy to know when the race was over. However, when they had been running half an hour or so, and were quite dry again, the Dodo suddenly called out `The race is over!’ and they all crowded round it, panting, and asking, `But who has won?’

This question the Dodo could not answer without a great deal of thought, and it sat for a long time with one finger pressed upon its forehead (the position in which you usually see Shakespeare, in the pictures of him), while the rest waited in silence. At last the Dodo said, `EVERYBODY has won, and all must have prizes.’

`But who is to give the prizes?’ quite a chorus of voices asked.

`Why, SHE, of course,’ said the Dodo, pointing to Alice with one finger; and the whole party at once crowded round her, calling out in a confused way, `Prizes! Prizes!’

Alice had no idea what to do, and in despair she put her hand in her pocket, and pulled out a box of comfits, (luckily the salt water had not got into it), and handed them round as prizes. There was exactly one a-piece all round.

`But she must have a prize herself, you know,’ said the Mouse.

`Of course,’ the Dodo replied very gravely. `What else have you got in your pocket?’ he went on, turning to Alice.

`Only a thimble,’ said Alice sadly.

`Hand it over here,’ said the Dodo.

Then they all crowded round her once more, while the Dodo solemnly presented the thimble, saying `We beg your acceptance of this elegant thimble’; and, when it had finished this short speech, they all cheered.

Alice thought the whole thing very absurd, but they all looked so grave that she did not dare to laugh; and, as she could not think of anything to say, she simply bowed, and took the thimble, looking as solemn as she could.

The next thing was to eat the comfits: this caused some noise and confusion, as the large birds complained that they could not taste theirs, and the small ones choked and had to be patted on the back. However, it was over at last, and they sat down again in a ring, and begged the Mouse to tell them something more.

`You promised to tell me your history, you know,’ said Alice, `and why it is you hate–C and D,’ she added in a whisper, half afraid that it would be offended again.

`Mine is a long and a sad tale!’ said the Mouse, turning to Alice, and sighing.

`It IS a long tail, certainly,’ said Alice, looking down with wonder at the Mouse’s tail; `but why do you call it sad?’ And she kept on puzzling about it while the Mouse was speaking, so that her idea of the tale was something like this:–

`Fury said to a mouse, That he met in the house, “Let us

both go to law: I will prosecute YOU. –Come, I’ll take no denial; We must have a trial: For really this morning I’ve nothing to do.” id the mouse to the cur, “Such a trial, dear Sir, With no jury or judge, would be wasting our breath.” “I’ll be judge, I’ll be jury,” Said cunning old Fury: “I’ll try the whole cause, and condemn you to death.”‘

`You are not attending!’ said the Mouse to Alice severely. `What are you thinking of?’

`I beg your pardon,’ said Alice very humbly: `you had got to the fifth bend, I think?’

`I had NOT!’ cried the Mouse, sharply and very angrily.

`A knot!’ said Alice, always ready to make herself useful, and looking anxiously about her. `Oh, do let me help to undo it!’

`I shall do nothing of the sort,’ said the Mouse, getting up and walking away. `You insult me by talking such nonsense!’

`I didn’t mean it!’ pleaded poor Alice. `But you’re so easily offended, you know!’ The Mouse only growled in reply.

`Please come back and finish your story!’ Alice called after it; and the others all joined in chorus, `Yes, please do!’ but the Mouse only shook its head impatiently, and walked a little quicker.

`What a pity it wouldn’t stay!’ sighed the Lory, as soon as it was quite out of sight; and an old Crab took the opportunity of saying to her daughter `Ah, my dear! Let this be a lesson to you never to lose YOUR temper!’ `Hold your tongue, Ma!’ said the young Crab, a little snappishly. `You’re enough to try the patience of an oyster!’

`I wish I had our Dinah here, I know I do!’ said Alice aloud, addressing nobody in particular. `She’d soon fetch it back!’

`And who is Dinah, if I might venture to ask the question?’ said the Lory.

Alice replied eagerly, for she was always ready to talk about her pet: `Dinah’s our cat. And she’s such a capital one for catching mice you can’t think! And oh, I wish you could see her after the birds! Why, she’ll eat a little bird as soon as look at it!’

This speech caused a remarkable sensation among the party. Some of the birds hurried off at once: one old Magpie began wrapping itself up very carefully, remarking, `I really must be getting home; the night-air doesn’t suit my throat!’ and a Canary called out in a trembling voice to its children, `Come away, my dears! It’s high time you were all in bed!’ On various pretexts they all moved off, and Alice was soon left alone. `I wish I hadn’t mentioned Dinah!’ she said to herself in a melancholy tone. `Nobody seems to like her, down here, and I’m sure she’s the best cat in the world! Oh, my dear Dinah! I wonder if I shall ever see you any more!’ And here poor Alice began to cry again, for she felt very lonely and low-spirited. In a little while, however, she again heard a little pattering of footsteps in the distance, and she looked up eagerly, half hoping that the Mouse had changed his mind, and was coming back to finish his story.

爱丽丝漫游奇境第二章 眼泪的池塘

中文<chinese>

“奇怪啊奇怪，”爱丽丝喊道，她那么惊奇，霎时，竟说不成话了，“现在我一定变成最大的望远镜里的人了。再见了，我的双脚！”她俯视自己的脚，远得快看不见了。“哦，我的可怜的小脚哟！谁再给你们穿鞋和系鞋带呢，亲爱的，我可不能了，我离你们太远了，没法再照顾你们了，以后你们只好自己照顾自己吧！……但是我必须对它们好一些，”爱丽丝又想道，“否则它们会不愿走到我想去的地方的，对啦，每次圣诞节我一定要送它们一双新的长统靴。”

她继续盘算该怎么送礼：“我得把礼物打成包裹寄给它们，”她想，“呀，多滑稽，给自己的脚寄礼物鼠这地址写起来可太离奇了：

       壁炉边搁脚拦杆上
       爱丽丝的右脚收
       爱丽丝寄

“哦，亲爱的，我说的什么废话呀！”就在这一刹那，她的头撞到了大厅的屋顶上。她现在至少有九英尺高了，她急忙拿起小金钥匙向小花园的门跑去。

可怜的爱丽丝！现在最多只能侧身躺在地下，用一只眼睛往花园里望，更没有可能进去了，于是她又哭了。

“你不害澡吗？”爱丽丝对自己说，“像你这么大的姑娘（说得很对），还要哭。马上停止，我命令你！”但她还不停地哭，足足掉了一桶眼泪。她还继续哭，直到身边成了个大池塘，有四英尺深，半个大厅都变成池塘了。

过了一会儿，她听到远处轻微的脚步声，她急忙擦干眼泪，看看谁来了。原来那只小白兔又回来了，打扮得漂漂亮亮的，一只手里本着一双白羊羔皮手套，另一只手里拿着一把大扇子，正急急忙忙地小跑着过来。小白兔一边走．一边喃喃自语地说：“哦，公爵夫人，公爵夫人！唉！假如我害她久等了，她可别生气呵！”爱丽丝很希望来个人帮助自己，因此见到小白兔很失望。但是在小白兔走近时，她还是怯生生地小声说：“劳驾，先生……”这可把兔子吓了一跳，扔掉了白羔皮手套和扇子，拼命地跑进暗处去了。

爱丽丝拾起了扇子和手套。这时屋里很热，她就一边搧着扇子，一边自言自语地说：“亲爱的，亲爱的，今天可净是怪事，昨天还是那么正常，是不是夜里发生的变化？让我想想：我早晨起来时是不是还是我自己，我想起来了，早晨就觉得有点不对头。但是，要是我不是自己的话，那么我能是谁呢，唉！这可真是个谜啊！”于是她就挨个儿地去想和她相同年龄的女孩子，她是变成了她们中的哪一个了？

“我敢说，我不是爱达，”爱丽丝说，“因为她是长长的卷发，而我的根本不卷。我肯定不是玛贝尔，因为我知道各种各祥的事情，而她，哼！她什么也不知道。而且，她是她，我是我，哎哟！亲爱的，把我迷惑住了，真叫人伤脑筋。我试试看，还记得不自己得过去知道的事情。让我想一想四乘五是十二，四乘六是十三，四乘七……唉，这样背下去永远到不了二十；况且乘法表也没大意思。让我试试地理知识看：伦敦是巴黎的首都，而巴黎是罗马的首都，罗马是……不，不，全错了。我一定，一定已经变成了玛贝尔了。让我再试试背《小鳄鱼怎样……》。”于是她把手交叉地放在膝盖上，就像背课文那样，一本正经地背起来了。她的声音嘶哑、古怪，吐字也和平时不一样：

     小鳄鱼怎样保养
     它闪亮的尾巴，
     把尼罗河水灌进
     每一片金色的鳞甲。
     它笑得多么快乐，
     伸开爪子的姿势多么文雅，
     它在欢迎那些小鱼
     游进它温柔微笑着的嘴巴。

“我相信背错了。”可怜的爱丽丝一边说着，一边又掉下了眼泪：“我一定真的成了玛贝尔了，我得住在破房子里，什么玩具也没有，还得学那么多的功课。不行！我拿定主意了，如果我是玛贝尔，我就呆在这井下，他们把头伸到井口说：‘上来吧！亲爱的！”我只往上问他们：‘你们先得告诉我，我是谁，如果变成我喜欢的人，我就上来，如果不是，我就一直呆在这里，除非我再变成什么人’……可是，亲爱的！”爱丽丝突然哭起来：“我真想让他们来叫我上去呀！实在不愿意孤零零地呆在这儿了。”

她说话时，无意中看了一下自己的手，见到一只手上戴了小白兔的白羊羔皮手套，她奇怪极了，“这怎么搞的？”她想，“我一定又变小了，”她起来步到桌子边，量一量自己，正像她猜测的那样，她现在大约只有二英寸高了，而且还在迅速地缩下去，她很快发现是拿着的那把扇子在作怪，于是她赶紧扔掉扇子，总算快，要不就缩得没有了。

“好险呀！”爱丽丝说。她真的吓坏了，但总算自己还存在，因此很高兴，“现在，该去花园了！”她飞快地跪到小门那儿，但是，哎哟，小门又锁上了，小金钥匙像从前一样仍在玻璃桌子上。“现在更糟糕了，”可怜的小爱丽丝想，“因为我还没有这样小过，从来没有重我该说这太糟了！太糟了！”

她说话时，突然滑倒了，“扑通”一声，咸咸的水已经淹到她的下巴了。她第一个念头是掉进海里了。她对自己说：“那么我可以坐火车回去了，”——爱丽丝到海边去过，看到海滨有许多更衣车，孩子们在沙滩上用木铲挖洞玩。还有一排出租的住房，住房后面是个火车站——然而不久，她就明白了，自己是在一个眼泪的池塘里，这是她九英尺高的时候流出来的眼泪。

“但愿我刚才没哭得这么厉害！”爱丽丝说话时来回游着，想找条路游出去，现在我受报应了，我的眼沼快要把自己淹死啦！这又是桩怪事，说真的，今天尽是怪事！”

就在这时，她听到不远的地方有划水声，就向前游去，想看看是什么，起初，她以为这一定是只海象或者河马。然而，她一想起自己是多么小的时候，就立即明白了，这不过是只老鼠，是像自己一样滑进水里来的。

“它来有什么用处呢？”爱丽丝想，“同一只老鼠讲话吗？这井底下的事情都是那么奇怪，也许它会说话的，不管怎样，试试也没害处，”于是，爱丽丝就说，“喂，老鼠！你知道从池塘里出去的路吗？我已经游得很累了。喂，老鼠！”爱丽丝认为这是同老鼠谈话的方式，以前，她没有做过这种事，可她记得哥哥的《拉丁文语法》中有：“一只老鼠……一只老鼠……喂，老鼠！”现在这老鼠狐疑地看着她，好像还把一只小眼睛向她眨了眨，但没说话。

“也许它不懂英语，”爱丽丝想，“她是同征服者威廉（威廉（1027或1028-1087）原为诺曼第（现法国的诺曼第半岛）公爵，后来征服并统一了英国）一起来的，”（尽管爱丽丝有些历史知识，可搞不清这些事情已经多久了。）于是，她又用法语说：“我的猫在哪里，”这是她的法文课本的第一句话。老鼠一听这话，突然跳出水面，吓得浑身发抖，爱丽丝怕伤害了这个可怜的小动物的感情，赶快说：“请原谅我！我忘了你不喜欢猫。”

“不喜欢猫！”老鼠激动而尖声地喊着，“假如你是我的话，你喜欢猫吗？”

“也许不，”爱丽丝抚慰着说，“别生我的气了。可是我还是希望你能够看到我的猫——，黛娜，只要你看到她，就会喜欢猫了，她是一个多么可爱而又安静的小东西呀。”爱丽丝一面懒散地游着，一面自言自语地继续说，“她坐在火炉边打起呼噜来真好玩，还不时舔舔爪子，洗洗脸，摸起来绵软得可爱。还有，她抓起老鼠来真是个好样的……，哦，请原谅我。”这次真把老鼠气坏了。爱丽丝又喊道：“如果你不高兴的话，咱们就不说她了。”

“还说‘咱们’呢！”老鼠喊着，连尾巴梢都发抖了，“好像我愿意说似的！我们家族都仇恨猫，这种可恶的、下贱的、粗鄙的东西！再别让我听到这个名字了！”

“我不说了，真的！”爱丽丝说着，急忙改变了话题，“你……喜欢……喜欢……狗吗？”老鼠没回答，于是，爱丽丝热心地说了下去，“告诉你，我家不远有一只小狗，—只眼晴明亮的小猎狗，你知道，它长着那么长的棕色卷毛。它还会接住你扔的东西，又会坐起来讨吃的，还会玩各式各样的把戏，它是一个农民的，你可知道，那个农民说它真顶用，要值一百英镑哪！说它还能杀掉所有的老鼠……哦，亲爱的！”爱丽丝伤心地说，“我怕又惹你生气了。”老鼠已经拼命游远了，它游开时，还弄得池塘的水一阵波动。

爱丽丝跟在老鼠的后面柔声细气地招呼它：“老鼠啊，亲爱的，你还是回来吧，你不喜欢的话，咱们再也不谈猫和狗了！”老鼠听了这话，就转过身慢慢地向她游来，它脸色苍白（爱丽丝想一定是气成这样的），用低而颤抖的声音说：“让我们上岸去吧，然后我将把我的历史告诉你，这样你就会明白我为什么也恨猫和狗了。”

真是该走了，因为池塘里已经有了一大群鸟兽，有一只鸭子、—只渡渡鸟（一种现已绝种的鸟，原产非洲毛里求斯。）、一只鹦鹉，一只小鹰和一些稀奇古怪的动物。爱丽丝领着路，和这群鸟兽一起自岸边游去。

英文<english>

 Curiouser and curiouser!’ cried Alice (she was so much surprised, that for the 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). `Oh, my poor little feet, I wonder who will put on your shoes and stockings for you now, dears? I’m sure _I_ shan’t be able! I shall be a great deal too far off to trouble myself about you: you must manage the best way you can; –but I must be kind to them,’ thought Alice, `or perhaps they won’t walk the way I want to go! Let me see: I’ll give them a new pair of boots every Christmas.’

And she went on planning to herself how she would manage it. `They must go by the carrier,’ she thought; `and how funny it’ll seem, sending presents to one’s own feet! And how odd the directions will look!

ALICE’S RIGHT FOOT, ESQ.

HEARTHRUG,

NEAR THE FENDER,

(WITH ALICE’S LOVE).

Oh dear, what nonsense I’m talking!’

Just then her head struck against the roof of the hall: in fact she was now more than nine feet high, and she at once took up the little golden key and hurried off to the garden door.

Poor Alice! It was as much as she could do, lying down on one side, to look through into the garden with one eye; but to get through was more hopeless than ever: she sat down and began to cry again.

`You ought to be ashamed of yourself,’ said Alice, `a great girl like you,’ (she might well say this), `to go on crying in this way! Stop this moment, I tell you!’ But she went on all the same, shedding gallons of tears, until there was a large pool all round her, about four inches deep and reaching half down the hall.

After a time she heard a little pattering of feet in the distance, and she hastily dried her eyes to see what was coming. It was the White Rabbit returning, splendidly dressed, with a pair of white kid gloves in one hand and a large fan in the

other: he came trotting along in a great hurry, muttering to himself as he came, `Oh! the Duchess, the Duchess! Oh! won’t she be savage if I’ve kept her waiting!’ Alice felt so desperate that she was ready to ask help of any one; so, when the Rabbit came near her, she began, in a low, timid voice, `If you please, sir–’ The Rabbit started violently, dropped the white kid gloves and the fan, and skurried away into the darkness as hard as he could go.

Alice took up the fan and gloves, and, as the hall was very hot, she kept fanning herself all the time she went on talking: `Dear, dear! How queer everything is to-day! And yesterday things went on just as usual. I wonder if I’ve been changed in the night? Let me think: was I the same when I got up this morning? I almost think I can remember feeling a little different. But if I’m not the same, the next question is, Who in the world am I? Ah, THAT’S the great puzzle!’ And she began thinking over all the children she knew that were of the same age as herself, to see if she could have been changed for any of them.

`I’m sure I’m not Ada,’ she said, `for her hair goes in such long ringlets, and mine doesn’t go in ringlets at all; and I’m sure I can’t be Mabel, for I know all sorts of things, and she, oh! she knows such a very little! Besides, SHE’S she, and I’m I, and–oh dear, how puzzling it all is! I’ll try if I know all the things I used to know. Let me see: four times five is twelve, and four times six is thirteen, and four times seven is–oh dear! I shall never get to twenty at that rate! However, the Multiplication Table doesn’t signify: let’s try Geography. London is the capital of Paris, and Paris is the capital of Rome, and Rome–no, THAT’S all wrong, I’m certain! I must have been changed for Mabel! I’ll try and say “How doth the little–”‘ and she crossed her hands on her lap as if she were saying lessons, and began to repeat it, but her voice sounded hoarse and strange, and the words did not come the same as they used to do:–

`How doth the little crocodile Improve his shining tail, And pour the waters of the Nile On every golden scale! `How cheerfully he seems to grin, How neatly spread his claws, And welcome little fishes in With gently smiling jaws!’

`I’m sure those are not the right words,’ said poor Alice, and her eyes filled with tears again as she went on, `I must be Mabel after all, and I shall have to go and live in that poky little house, and have next to no toys to play with, and oh! ever so many lessons to learn! No, I’ve made up my mind about it; if I’m Mabel, I’ll stay down here! It’ll be no use their putting their heads down and saying “Come up again, dear!” I shall only look up and say “Who am I then? Tell me that first, and then, if I like being that person, I’ll come up: if not, I’ll stay down here till I’m somebody else”–but, oh dear!’ cried Alice, with a sudden burst of tears, `I do wish they WOULD put their heads down! I am so VERY tired of being all alone here!’

As she said this she looked down at her hands, and was surprised to see that she had put on one of the Rabbit’s little white kid gloves while she was talking. `How CAN I have done that?’ she thought. `I must be growing small again.’ She got up and went to the table to measure herself by it, and found that, as nearly as she could guess, she was now about two feet high, and was going on shrinking rapidly: she soon found out that the cause of this was the fan she was holding, and she dropped it hastily, just in time to avoid shrinking away altogether.

`That WAS a narrow escape!’ said Alice, a good deal frightened at the sudden change, but very glad to find herself still in existence; `and now for the garden!’ and she ran with all speed back to the little door: but, alas! the little door was shut again, and the little golden key was lying on the glass table as before, `and things are worse than ever,’ thought the poor child, `for I never was so small as this before, never! And I declare it’s too bad, that it is!’

As she said these words her foot slipped, and in another moment, splash! she was up to her chin in salt water. Her first idea was that she had somehow fallen into the sea, `and in that case I can go back by railway,’ she said to herself. (Alice had been to the seaside once in her life, and had come to the general conclusion, that wherever you go to on the English coast you find a number of bathing machines in the sea, some children digging in the sand with wooden spades, then a row of lodging houses, and behind them a railway station.) However, she soon made out that she was in the pool of tears which she had wept when she was nine feet high.

`I wish I hadn’t cried so much!’ said Alice, as she swam about, trying to find her way out. `I shall be punished for it now, I suppose, by being drowned in my own tears! That WILL be a queer thing, to be sure! However, everything is queer to-day.’

Just then she heard something splashing about in the pool a little way off, and she swam nearer to make out what it was: at first she thought it must be a walrus or hippopotamus, but then she remembered how small she was now, and she soon made out that it was only a mouse that had slipped in like herself.

`Would it be of any use, now,’ thought Alice, `to speak to this mouse? Everything is so out-of-the-way down here, that I should think very likely it can talk: at any rate, there’s no harm in trying.’ So she began: `O Mouse, do you know the way out of this pool? I am very tired of swimming about here, O Mouse!’ (Alice thought this must be the right way of speaking to a mouse: she had never done such a thing before, but she remembered having seen in her brother’s Latin Grammar, `A mouse–of a mouse–to a mouse–a mouse–O mouse!’ The Mouse looked at her rather inquisitively, and seemed to her to wink with one of its little eyes, but it said nothing.

`Perhaps it doesn’t understand English,’ thought Alice; `I daresay it’s a French mouse, come over with William the Conqueror.’ (For, with all her knowledge of history, Alice had no very clear notion how long ago anything had happened.) So she began again: `Ou est ma chatte?’ which was the first sentence in her French lesson-book. The Mouse gave a sudden leap out of the water, and seemed to quiver all over with fright. `Oh, I beg your pardon!’ cried Alice hastily, afraid that she had hurt the poor animal’s feelings. `I quite forgot you didn’t like cats.’

`Not like cats!’ cried the Mouse, in a shrill, passionate voice. `Would YOU like cats if you were me?’

`Well, perhaps not,’ said Alice in a soothing tone: `don’t be angry about it. And yet I wish I could show you our cat Dinah: I think you’d take a fancy to cats if you could only see her. She is such a dear quiet thing,’ Alice went on, half to herself, as she swam lazily about in the pool, `and she sits purring so nicely by the fire, licking her paws and washing her face–and she is such a nice soft thing to nurse–and she’s such a capital one for catching mice–oh, I beg your pardon!’ cried Alice again, for this time the Mouse was bristling all over, and she felt certain it must be really offended. `We won’t talk about her any more if you’d rather not.’

`We indeed!’ cried the Mouse, who was trembling down to the end of his tail. `As if I would talk on such a subject! Our family always HATED cats: nasty, low, vulgar things! Don’t let me hear the name again!’

`I won’t indeed!’ said Alice, in a great hurry to change the subject of conversation. `Are you–are you fond–of–of dogs?’ The Mouse did not answer, so Alice went on eagerly: `There is such a nice little dog near our house I should like to show you! A little bright-eyed terrier, you know, with oh, such long curly brown hair! And it’ll fetch things when you throw them, and it’ll sit up and beg for its dinner, and all sorts of things–I can’t remember half of them–and it belongs to a farmer, you know, and he says it’s so useful, it’s worth a hundred pounds! He says it kills all the rats and–oh dear!’ cried Alice in a sorrowful tone, `I’m afraid I’ve offended it again!’ For the Mouse was swimming away from her as hard as it could go, and making quite a commotion in the pool as it went.

So she called softly after it, `Mouse dear! Do come back again, and we won’t talk about cats or dogs either, if you don’t like them!’ When the Mouse heard this, it turned round and swam slowly back to her: its face was quite pale (with passion, Alice thought), and it said in a low trembling voice, `Let us get to the shore, and then I’ll tell you my history, and you’ll understand why it is I hate cats and dogs.’

It was high time to go, for the pool was getting quite crowded with the birds and animals that had fallen into it: there were a Duck and a Dodo, a Lory and an Eaglet, and several other curious creatures. Alice led the way, and the whole party swam to the shore.