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Down the Rabbit-hole
Therewasnotamomenttobelost:awaywentAlicelikethewind,andwasjustintimetohearitsay,asitturnedacorner,‘Ohmyearsandwhiskers,howlateit’sgetting!’ Shewasclosebehinditwhensheturnedthecorner,buttheRabbitwasnolongertobeseen:shefoundherselfinalong,lowhall,whichwaslitupbyarowoflampshangingfromtheroof.
Thereweredoorsallroundthehall,buttheywerealllocked; andwhenAlicehadbeenallthewaydownonesideanduptheother,tryingeverydoor,shewalkedsadlydownthemiddle,wonderinghowshewasevertogetoutagain.
Suddenlyshecameuponalittlethree-leggedtable,allmadeofsolidglass;therewasnothingonitexceptatinygoldenkey,andAlice’sfirstthoughtwasthatitmightbelongtooneofthedoorsofthehall; but,alas! eitherthelocksweretoolarge,orthekeywastoosmall,butatanyrateitwouldnotopenanyofthem. However,onthesecondtimeround,shecameuponalowcurtainshehadnotnoticedbefore,andbehinditwasalittledoor aboutfifteenincheshigh:shetriedthelittlegoldenkeyinthelock,andtohergreatdelightitfitted!
Aliceopenedthedoorandfoundthatitledintoasmallpassage,notmuchlargerthanarat-hole:shekneltdownandlookedalongthepassageintotheloveliestgardenyoueversaw. Howshelongedtogetoutofthatdarkhall,andwanderaboutamongthosebedsofbrightflowersandthosecoolfountains,butshecouldnotevengetherheadthoughthedoorway; ‘andevenifmyheadwouldgothrough,’thoughtpoorAlice,‘itwouldbeofverylittleusewithoutmyshoulders. Oh,howIwishIcouldshutuplikeatelescope! IthinkIcould,ifIonlyknowhowtobegin.’
