Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland – Part 08

14 decembrie 2007

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.

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 at 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!’

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?’


TO BE CONTINUED . . . . . .



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