Аліса в Країні чудес
A Caucus-Race and a Long Tale
‘WhatIwasgoingtosay,’saidtheDodoinanoffendedtone,‘was,thatthebestthingtogetusdrywouldbeaCaucus-race.’
‘WhatisaCaucus-race?’ saidAlice; notthatshewantedmuchtoknow,buttheDodohadpausedasifitthoughtthatsomebodyoughttospeak,andnooneelseseemedinclinedtosayanything.
‘Why,’saidtheDodo,‘thebestwaytoexplainitistodoit.’ (And,asyoumightliketotrythethingyourself,somewinterday,IwilltellyouhowtheDodomanagedit.)
Firstitmarkedoutarace-course,inasortofcircle,(‘theexactshapedoesn’tmatter,’itsaid,) andthenallthepartywereplacedalongthecourse,hereandthere. Therewasno‘One,two,three,andaway,’ buttheybeganrunningwhentheyliked,andleftoffwhentheyliked, sothatitwasnoteasytoknowwhentheracewasover. However,whentheyhadbeenrunninghalfanhourorso,andwerequitedryagain,theDodosuddenlycalledout‘Theraceisover!’ andtheyallcrowdedroundit,panting,andasking,‘Butwhohaswon?’
ThisquestiontheDodocouldnotanswerwithoutagreatdealofthought, anditsatforalongtimewithonefingerpresseduponitsforehead(thepositioninwhichyouusuallyseeShakespeare,inthepicturesofhim),whiletherestwaitedinsilence. AtlasttheDodosaid,‘everybodyhaswon,andallmusthaveprizes.’
‘Butwhoistogivetheprizes?’ quiteachorusofvoicesasked.