Аліса в Задзеркаллі
Looking-Glass house
Oh!IdosowishIcouldseethatbit!Iwantsomuchtoknowwhetherthey’veafireinthewinter:younevercantell,youknow,unlessourfiresmokes,andthensmokecomesupinthatroomtoo—butthatmaybeonlypretence,justtomakeitlookasiftheyhadafire.Wellthen,thebooksaresomethinglikeourbooks,onlythewordsgothewrongway;Iknowthat,becauseI’vehelduponeofourbookstotheglass,andthentheyholduponeintheotherroom.
‘HowwouldyouliketoliveinLooking-glassHouse,Kitty?Iwonderifthey’dgiveyoumilkinthere?PerhapsLooking-glassmilkisn’tgoodtodrink—Butoh,Kitty!nowwecometothepassage.YoucanjustseealittlepeepofthepassageinLooking-glassHouse,ifyouleavethedoorofourdrawing-roomwideopen:andit’sverylikeourpassageasfarasyoucansee,onlyyouknowitmaybequitedifferentonbeyond.Oh,Kitty!howniceitwouldbeifwecouldonlygetthroughintoLooking-glassHouse!I’msureit’sgot,oh!suchbeautifulthingsinit!
Let’spretendthere’sawayofgettingthroughintoit,somehow,Kitty.Let’spretendtheglasshasgotallsoftlikegauze,sothatwecangetthrough.Why,it’sturningintoasortofmistnow,Ideclare!It’llbeeasyenoughtogetthrough—’Shewasuponthechimney-piecewhileshesaidthis,thoughshehardlyknewhowshehadgotthere.Andcertainlytheglasswasbeginningtomeltaway,justlikeabrightsilverymist.
InanothermomentAlicewasthroughtheglass,andhadjumpedlightlydownintotheLooking-glassroom.
