Аліса в Країні чудес
Advice from a Caterpillar
"Andnowwhichiswhich?"shesaidtoherself,andnibbledalittleoftheright-handbittotrytheeffect. Thenextmomentshefeltaviolentblowunderneathherchin: ithadstruckherfoot!
Shewasagooddealfrightenedbythisverysuddenchange,butshefeltthattherewasnotimetobelost,asshewasshrinkingrapidly: soshesettoworkatoncetoeatsomeoftheotherbit. Herchinwaspressedsocloselyagainstherfoot,thattherewashardlyroomtoopenhermouth; butshediditatlast,andmanagedtoswallowamorseloftheleft-handbit.
"Come,myhead’sfreeatlast! "saidAliceinatoneofdelight,whichchangedintoalarminanothermoment,whenshefoundthathershoulderswerenowheretobefound: allshecouldsee,whenshelookeddown,wasanimmenselengthofneck,whichseemedtoriselikeastalkoutofaseaofgreenleavesthatlayfarbelowher.
"Whatcanallthatgreenstuffbe? "saidAlice. "Andwherehavemyshouldersgotto? Andoh,mypoorhands,howisitIcan’tseeyou? "Shewasmovingthemaboutasshespoke,butnoresultseemedtofollow,exceptalittleshakingamongthedistantgreenleaves.
Asthereseemedtobenochanceofgettingherhandsuptoherhead,shetriedtogetherheaddowntothem, andwasdelightedtofindthatherneckwouldbendabouteasilyinanydirection,likeaserpent. Shehadjustsucceededincurvingitdownintoagracefulzigzag,andwasgoingtodiveinamongtheleaves, whichshefoundtobenothingbutthetopsofthetreesunderwhichshehadbeenwandering,whenasharphissmadeherdrawbackinahurry: alargepigeonhadflownintoherface,andwasbeatingherviolentlywithitswings.
