Аліса в Країні чудес
Who Stole the Tarts?
HeretheQueenputonherspectacles,andbeganstaringattheHatter,whoturnedpaleandfidgeted.
‘Giveyourevidence,’saidtheKing; ‘anddon’tbenervous,orI’llhaveyouexecutedonthespot.’
Thisdidnotseemtoencouragethewitnessatall: hekeptshiftingfromonefoottotheother,lookinguneasilyattheQueen,andinhisconfusionhebitalargepieceoutofhisteacupinsteadofthebread-and-butter.
JustatthismomentAlicefeltaverycurioussensation,whichpuzzledheragooddealuntilshemadeoutwhatitwas: shewasbeginningtogrowlargeragain, andshethoughtatfirstshewouldgetupandleavethecourt; butonsecondthoughtsshedecidedtoremainwhereshewasaslongastherewasroomforher.
‘Iwishyouwouldn’tsqueezeso. ’saidtheDormouse,whowassittingnexttoher. ‘Icanhardlybreathe.’
‘Ican’thelpit,’saidAliceverymeekly: ‘I’mgrowing.’
‘You’venorighttogrowhere,’saidtheDormouse.
‘Don’ttalknonsense,’saidAlicemoreboldly: ‘youknowyou’regrowingtoo.’
‘Yes,butIgrowatareasonablepace,’saidtheDormouse: ‘notinthatridiculousfashion. ’Andhegotupverysulkilyandcrossedovertotheothersideofthecourt.
AllthistimetheQueenhadneverleftoffstaringattheHatter,and,justastheDormousecrossedthecourt,shesaidtooneoftheofficersofthecourt, ‘Bringmethelistofthesingersinthelastconcert! ’onwhichthewretchedHattertrembledso,thatheshookbothhisshoesoff.
