Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland – Part 09

29 ianuarie 2008


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!’

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.’)

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!’

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!’




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