Аліса в Задзеркаллі
The Garden of Live Flowers
‘Ineversawsuchahouseforgettingintheway!Never!’
However,therewasthehillfullinsight,sotherewasnothingtobedonebutstartagain.Thistimeshecameuponalargeflower-bed,withaborderofdaisies,andawillow-treegrowinginthemiddle.
‘OTiger-lily,’saidAlice,addressingherselftoonethatwaswavinggracefullyaboutinthewind,‘Iwishyoucouldtalk!’
‘Wecantalk,’saidtheTiger-lily:‘whenthere’sanybodyworthtalkingto.’
Alicewassoastonishedthatshecouldnotspeakforaminute:itquiteseemedtotakeherbreathaway.Atlength,astheTiger-lilyonlywentonwavingabout,shespokeagain,inatimidvoice—almostinawhisper.‘Andcanalltheflowerstalk?’
‘Aswellasyoucan,’saidtheTiger-lily.‘Andagreatdeallouder.’
‘Itisn’tmannersforustobegin,youknow,’saidtheRose,‘andIreallywaswonderingwhenyou’dspeak!SaidItomyself,"Herfacehasgotsomesenseinit,thoughtit’snotacleverone!"Still,you’retherightcolour,andthatgoesalongway.’
‘Idon’tcareaboutthecolour,’theTiger-lilyremarked.‘Ifonlyherpetalscurledupalittlemore,she’dbeallright.’
Alicedidn’tlikebeingcriticised,soshebeganaskingquestions.‘Aren’tyousometimesfrightenedatbeingplantedouthere,withnobodytotakecareofyou?’
‘There’sthetreeinthemiddle,’saidtheRose:‘whatelseisitgoodfor?’
‘Butwhatcoulditdo,ifanydangercame?’Aliceasked.
