on, `that they'd let Dinah stop in the house if it began ordering

people about like that!'

  By this time she had found her way into a tidy little room with

a table in the window, and on it (as she had hoped) a fan and two

or three pairs of tiny white kid gloves:  she took up the fan and

a pair of the gloves, and was just going to leave the room, when

her eye fell upon a little bottle that stood near the looking-

glass.  There was no label this time with the words `DRINK ME,'

but nevertheless she uncorked it and put it to her lips.  `I know

SOMETHING interesting is sure to happen,' she said to herself,

`whenever I eat or drink anything; so I'll just see what this

bottle does.  I do hope it'll make me grow large again, for

really I'm quite tired of being such a tiny little thing!'

  It did so indeed, and much sooner than she had expected:

before she had drunk half the bottle, she found her head pressing

against the ceiling, and had to stoop to save her neck from being

broken.  She hastily put down the bottle, saying to herself

`That's quite enough--I hope I shan't grow any more--As it is, I

can't get out at the door--I do wish I hadn't drunk quite so

much!'

  Alas! it was too late to wish that!  She went on growing, and

growing, and very soon had to kneel down on the floor:  in

another minute there was not even room for this, and she tried

the effect of lying down with one elbow against the door, and the

other arm curled round her head.  Still she went on growing, and,

as a last resource, she put one arm out of the window, and one

foot up the chimney, and said to herself `Now I can do no more,

whatever happens.  What WILL become of me?'

  Luckily for Alice, the little magic bottle had now had its full

effect, and she grew no larger:  still it was very uncomfortable,

and, as there seemed to be no sort of chance of her ever getting

out of the room again, no wonder she felt unhappy.

  `It was much pleasanter at home,' thought poor Alice, `when one

wasn't always growing larger and smaller, and being ordered about

by mice and rabbits.  I almost wish I hadn't gone down that

rabbit-hole--and yet--and yet--it's rather curious, you know,

this sort of life!  I do wonder what CAN have happened to me!

When I used to read fairy-tales, I fancied that kind of thing

never happened, and now here I am in the middle of one!  There

ought to be a book written about me, that there ought!  And when

I grow up, I'll write one--but I'm grown up now,' she added in a

sorrowful tone; `at least there's no room to grow up any more

HERE.'

  `But then,' thought Alice, `shall I NEVER get any older than I

am now?  That'll be a comfort, one way--never to be an old woman--

but then--always to have lessons to learn!  Oh, I shouldn't like THAT!'

  `Oh, you foolish Alice!' she answered herself.  `How can you

learn lessons in here?  Why, there's hardly room for YOU, and no

room at all for any lesson-books!'

  And so she went on, taking first one side and then the other,

and making quite a conversation of it altogether; but after a few

minutes she heard a voice outside, and stopped to listen.

  `Mary Ann!  Mary Ann!' said the voice.  `Fetch me my gloves

this moment!'  Then came a little pattering of feet on the

stairs.  Alice knew it was the Rabbit coming to look for her, and

she trembled till she shook the house, quite forgetting that she

was now about a thousand times as large as the Rabbit, and had no

reason to be afraid of it.

  Presently the Rabbit came up to the door, and tried to open it;

but, as the door opened inwards, and Alice's elbow was pressed

hard against it, that attempt proved a failure.  Alice heard it

say to itself `Then I'll go round and get in at the window.'

  `THAT you won't' thought Alice, and, after waiting till she

fancied she heard the Rabbit just under the window, she suddenly

spread out her hand, and made a snatch in the air.  She did not

get hold of anything, but she heard a little shriek and a fall,

and a crash of broken glass, from which she concluded that it was

just possible it had fallen into a cucumber-frame, or something

of the sort.

  Next came an angry voice--the Rabbit's--`Pat! Pat!  Where are

you?'  And then a voice she had never heard before, `Sure then

I'm here!  Digging for apples, yer honour!'

  `Digging for apples, indeed!' said the Rabbit angrily.  `Here!

Come and help me out of THIS!'  (Sounds of more broken glass.)

  `Now tell me, Pat, what's that in the window?'

  `Sure, it's an arm, yer honour!'  (He pronounced it `arrum.')

  `An arm, you goose!   Who ever saw one that size?  Why, it

fills the whole window!'

  `Sure, it does, yer honour:  but it's an arm for all that.'

  `Well, it's got no business there, at any rate:  go and take it

away!'

  There was a long silence after this, and Alice could only hear

whispers now and then; such as, `Sure, I don't like it, yer

honour, at all, at all!'  `Do as I tell you, you coward!' and at

last she spread out her hand again, and made another snatch in

the air.  This time there were TWO little shrieks, and more

sounds of broken glass.  `What a number of cucumber-frames there

must be!' thought Alice.  `I wonder what they'll do next!  As for

pulling me out of the window, I only wish they COULD!  I'm sure I

don't want to stay in here any longer!'

  She waited for some time without hearing anything more:  at

last came a rumbling of little cartwheels, and the sound of a

good many voices all talking together:  she made out the words:

`Where's the other ladder?--Why, I hadn't to bring but one;

Bill's got the other--Bill! fetch it here, lad!--Here, put 'em up

at this corner--No, tie 'em together first--they don't reach half

high enough yet--Oh! they'll do well enough; don't be particular--

Here, Bill! catch hold of this rope--Will the roof bear?--Mind

that loose slate--Oh, it's coming down!  Heads below!' (a loud

crash)--`Now, who did that?--It was Bill, I fancy--Who's to go

down the chimney?--Nay, I shan't! YOU do it!--That I won't,

then!--Bill's to go down--Here, Bill! the master says you're to

go down the chimney!'

  `Oh! So Bill's got to come down the chimney, has he?' said

Alice to herself.  `Shy, they seem to put everything upon Bill!

I wouldn't be in Bill's place for a good deal:  this fireplace is

narrow, to be sure; but I THINK I can kick a little!'

  She drew her foot as far down the chimney as she could, and

waited till she heard a little animal (she couldn't guess of what

sort it was) scratching and scrambling about in the chimney close

above her:  then, saying to herself `This is Bill,' she gave one

sharp kick, and waited to see what would happen next.

  The first thing she heard was a general chorus of `There goes

Bill!' then the Rabbit's voice along--`Catch him, you by the

hedge!' then silence, and then another confusion of voices--`Hold

up his head--Brandy now--Don't choke him--How was it, old fellow?

What happened to you?  Tell us all about it!'

  Last came a little feeble, squeaking voice, (`That's Bill,'

thought Alice,) `Well, I hardly know--No more, thank ye; I'm

better now--but I'm a deal too flustered to tell you--all I know

is, something comes at me like a Jack-in-the-box, and up I goes

like a sky-rocket!'

  `So you did, old fellow!' said the others.

  `We must burn the house down!' said the Rabbit's voice; and

Alice called out as loud as she could, `If you do.  I'll set

Dinah at you!'

  There was a dead silence instantly, and Alice thought to

herself, `I wonder what they WILL do next!  If they had any

sense, they'd take the roof off.'  After a minute or two, they

began moving about again, and Alice heard the Rabbit say, `A

barrowful will do, to begin with.'

  `A barrowful of WHAT?' thought Alice; but she had not long to

doubt, for the next moment a shower of little pebbles came

rattling in at the window, and some of them hit her in the face.

`I'll put a stop to this,' she said to herself, and shouted out,

`You'd better not do that again!' which produced another dead

silence.

  Alice noticed with some surprise that the pebbles were all

turning into little cakes as they lay on the floor, and a bright

idea came into her head.  `If I eat one of these cakes,' she

thought, `it's sure to make SOME change in my size; and as it

can't possibly make me larger, it must make me smaller, I

suppose.