Аліса в Задзеркаллі
Looking-Glass Insects
Thenaverygentlevoiceinthedistancesaid,‘Shemustbelabelled"Lass,withcare,"youknow—’
Andafterthatothervoiceswenton(Whatanumberofpeoplethereareinthecarriage!’thoughtAlice),saying,‘Shemustgobypost,asshe’sgotaheadonher—’‘Shemustbesentasamessagebythetelegraph—’‘Shemustdrawthetrainherselftherestoftheway—’andsoon.
Butthegentlemandressedinwhitepaperleanedforwardsandwhisperedinherear,‘Nevermindwhattheyallsay,mydear,buttakeareturn-ticketeverytimethetrainstops.’
‘IndeedIshan’t!’Alicesaidratherimpatiently.‘Idon’tbelongtothisrailwayjourneyatall—Iwasinawoodjustnow—andIwishIcouldgetbackthere.’
‘Youmightmakeajokeonthat,’saidthelittlevoiceclosetoherear:‘somethingabout"youwouldifyoucould,"youknow.’
‘Don’tteaseso,’saidAlice,lookingaboutinvaintoseewherethevoicecamefrom;‘ifyou’resoanxioustohaveajokemade,whydon’tyoumakeoneyourself?’
Thelittlevoicesigheddeeply:itwasveryunhappy,evidently,andAlicewouldhavesaidsomethingpityingtocomfortit,‘Ifitwouldonlysighlikeotherpeople!’shethought.Butthiswassuchawonderfullysmallsigh,thatshewouldn’thavehearditatall,ifithadn’tcomequiteclosetoherear.Theconsequenceofthiswasthatittickledherearverymuch,andquitetookoffherthoughtsfromtheunhappinessofthepoorlittlecreature.
