Аліса в Задзеркаллі

           ‘Andpartoftheroofcameoff,andeversomuchthundergotin—anditwentrollingroundtheroomingreatlumps—andknockingoverthetablesandthings—tillIwassofrightened,Icouldn’tremembermyownname!’

           Alicethoughttoherself,‘Inevershouldtrytoremembermynameinthemiddleofanaccident!Wherewouldbetheuseofit?’butshedidnotsaythisaloud,forfearofhurtingthepoorQueen’sfeeling.

           ‘YourMajestymustexcuseher,’theRedQueensaidtoAlice,takingoneoftheWhiteQueen’shandsinherown,andgentlystrokingit:‘shemeanswell,butshecan’thelpsayingfoolishthings,asageneralrule.’

           TheWhiteQueenlookedtimidlyatAlice,whofeltsheoughttosaysomethingkind,butreallycouldn’tthinkofanythingatthemoment.

           ‘Sheneverwasreallywellbroughtup,’theRedQueenwenton:‘butit’samazinghowgood-temperedsheis!Patheronthehead,andseehowpleasedshe’llbe!’ButthiswasmorethanAlicehadcouragetodo.

           ‘Alittlekindness—andputtingherhairinpapers—woulddowonderswithher—’

           TheWhiteQueengaveadeepsigh,andlaidherheadonAlice’sshoulder.‘Iamsosleepy?’shemoaned.

           ‘She’stired,poorthing!’saidtheRedQueen.‘Smoothherhair—lendheryournightcap—andsingherasoothinglullaby.’

           ‘Ihaven’tgotanightcapwithme,’saidAlice,asshetriedtoobeythefirstdirection:‘andIdon’tknowanysoothinglullabies.’