Алиса в стране чудес
Advice from a Caterpillar
"Well! Whatareyou? "saidthePigeon. "Icanseeyou’retryingtoinventsomething!"
"I—I’malittlegirl,"saidAlice,ratherdoubtfully,assherememberedthenumberofchangesshehadgonethrough,thatday.
"Alikelystoryindeed! "saidthePigeon,inatoneofthedeepestcontempt. "I’veseenagoodmanylittlegirlsinmytime,butneveronewithsuchaneckasthat! No,no! You’reaserpent; andthere’snousedenyingit. Isupposeyou’llbetellingmenextthatyounevertastedanegg!"
"Ihavetastedeggs,certainly,"saidAlice,whowasaverytruthfulchild; "butlittlegirlseateggsquiteasmuchasserpentsdo,youknow."
"Idon’tbelieveit,"saidthePigeon; "butiftheydo,whythenthey’reakindofserpent: that’sallIcansay."
ThiswassuchanewideatoAlice,thatshewasquitesilentforaminuteortwo, whichgavethePigeontheopportunityofadding"You’relookingforeggs,Iknowthatwellenough;andwhatdoesitmattertomewhetheryou’realittlegirloraserpent?"
"Itmattersagooddealtome,"saidAlicehastily; "butI’mnotlookingforeggs,asithappens; and,ifIwas,Ishouldn’twantyours: Idon’tlikethemraw."
"Well,beoff,then! "saidthePigeoninasulkytone,asitsettleddownagainintoitsnest. Alicecroucheddownamongthetreesaswellasshecould,forherneckkeptgettingentangledamongthebranches,andeverynowandthenshehadtostopanduntwistit.