Аліса в Задзеркаллі
The Garden of Live Flowers
YoucanbetheWhiteQueen’sPawn,ifyoulike,asLily’stooyoungtoplay;andyou’reintheSecondSquaretobeganwith:whenyougettotheEighthSquareyou’llbeaQueen—’Justatthismoment,somehoworother,theybegantorun.
Alicenevercouldquitemakeout,inthinkingitoverafterwards,howitwasthattheybegan:allsheremembersis,thattheywererunninghandinhand,andtheQueenwentsofastthatitwasallshecoulddotokeepupwithher:andstilltheQueenkeptcrying‘Faster!Faster!’butAlicefeltshecouldnotgofaster,thoughshehadnotbreathlefttosayso.
Themostcuriouspartofthethingwas,thatthetreesandtheotherthingsroundthemneverchangedtheirplacesatall:howeverfasttheywent,theyneverseemedtopassanything.‘Iwonderifallthethingsmovealongwithus?’thoughtpoorpuzzledAlice.AndtheQueenseemedtoguessherthoughts,forshecried,‘Faster!Don’ttrytotalk!’
NotthatAlicehadanyideaofdoingthat.Shefeltasifshewouldneverbeabletotalkagain,shewasgettingsomuchoutofbreath:andstilltheQueencried‘Faster!Faster!’anddraggedheralong.‘Arewenearlythere?’Alicemanagedtopantoutatlast.
‘Nearlythere!’theQueenrepeated.‘Why,wepassedittenminutesago!Faster!’Andtheyranonforatimeinsilence,withthewindwhistlinginAlice’sears,andalmostblowingherhairoffherhead,shefancied.
‘Now!Now!’criedtheQueen.
