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  • CHAPTER 1 Looking-Glass house

  • One thing was certain, that the WHITE kitten had had nothing to do with

  • it:--it was the black kitten's fault entirely. For the white kitten had

  • been having its face washed by the old cat for the last quarter of

  • an hour (and bearing it pretty well, considering); so you see that it

  • COULDN'T have had any hand in the mischief.

  • The way Dinah washed her children's faces was this: first she held the

  • poor thing down by its ear with one paw, and then with the other paw she

  • rubbed its face all over, the wrong way, beginning at the nose: and

  • just now, as I said, she was hard at work on the white kitten, which was

  • lying quite still and trying to purr--no doubt feeling that it was all

  • meant for its good.

  • But the black kitten had been finished with earlier in the afternoon,

  • and so, while Alice was sitting curled up in a corner of the great

  • arm-chair, half talking to herself and half asleep, the kitten had been

  • having a grand game of romps with the ball of worsted Alice had been

  • trying to wind up, and had been rolling it up and down till it had all

  • come undone again; and there it was, spread over the hearth-rug, all

  • knots and tangles, with the kitten running after its own tail in the

  • middle.

  • 'Oh, you wicked little thing!' cried Alice, catching up the kitten, and

  • giving it a little kiss to make it understand that it was in disgrace.

  • 'Really, Dinah ought to have taught you better manners! You OUGHT,

  • Dinah, you know you ought!' she added, looking reproachfully at the old

  • cat, and speaking in as cross a voice as she could manage--and then she

  • scrambled back into the arm-chair, taking the kitten and the worsted

  • with her, and began winding up the ball again. But she didn't get on

  • very fast, as she was talking all the time, sometimes to the kitten, and

  • sometimes to herself. Kitty sat very demurely on her knee, pretending to

  • watch the progress of the winding, and now and then putting out one

  • paw and gently touching the ball, as if it would be glad to help, if it

  • might.

  • 'Do you know what to-morrow is, Kitty?' Alice began. 'You'd have guessed

  • if you'd been up in the window with me--only Dinah was making you tidy,

  • so you couldn't. I was watching the boys getting in sticks for the

  • bonfire--and it wants plenty of sticks, Kitty! Only it got so cold, and

  • it snowed so, they had to leave off. Never mind, Kitty, we'll go and

  • see the bonfire to-morrow.' Here Alice wound two or three turns of the

  • worsted round the kitten's neck, just to see how it would look: this led

  • to a scramble, in which the ball rolled down upon the floor, and yards

  • and yards of it got unwound again.

  • 'Do you know, I was so angry, Kitty,' Alice went on as soon as they were

  • comfortably settled again, 'when I saw all the mischief you had been

  • doing, I was very nearly opening the window, and putting you out into

  • the snow! And you'd have deserved it, you little mischievous darling!

  • What have you got to say for yourself? Now don't interrupt me!' she

  • went on, holding up one finger. 'I'm going to tell you all your faults.

  • Number one: you squeaked twice while Dinah was washing your face this

  • morning. Now you can't deny it, Kitty: I heard you! What's that you

  • say?' (pretending that the kitten was speaking.) 'Her paw went into your

  • eye? Well, that's YOUR fault, for keeping your eyes open--if you'd

  • shut them tight up, it wouldn't have happened. Now don't make any more

  • excuses, but listen! Number two: you pulled Snowdrop away by the tail

  • just as I had put down the saucer of milk before her! What, you were

  • thirsty, were you? How do you know she wasn't thirsty too? Now for

  • number three: you unwound every bit of the worsted while I wasn't

  • looking!

  • 'That's three faults, Kitty, and you've not been punished for any of

  • them yet. You know I'm saving up all your punishments for Wednesday

  • week--Suppose they had saved up all MY punishments!' she went on,

  • talking more to herself than the kitten. 'What WOULD they do at the end

  • of a year? I should be sent to prison, I suppose, when the day came.

  • Or--let me see--suppose each punishment was to be going without a

  • dinner: then, when the miserable day came, I should have to go without

  • fifty dinners at once! Well, I shouldn't mind THAT much! I'd far rather

  • go without them than eat them!

  • 'Do you hear the snow against the window-panes, Kitty? How nice and soft

  • it sounds! Just as if some one was kissing the window all over outside.

  • I wonder if the snow LOVES the trees and fields, that it kisses them so

  • gently? And then it covers them up snug, you know, with a white quilt;

  • and perhaps it says, "Go to sleep, darlings, till the summer comes

  • again." And when they wake up in the summer, Kitty, they dress

  • themselves all in green, and dance about--whenever the wind blows--oh,

  • that's very pretty!' cried Alice, dropping the ball of worsted to clap

  • her hands. 'And I do so WISH it was true! I'm sure the woods look sleepy

  • in the autumn, when the leaves are getting brown.

  • 'Kitty, can you play chess? Now, don't smile, my dear, I'm asking it

  • seriously. Because, when we were playing just now, you watched just as

  • if you understood it: and when I said "Check!" you purred! Well, it WAS

  • a nice check, Kitty, and really I might have won, if it hadn't been for

  • that nasty Knight, that came wiggling down among my pieces. Kitty, dear,

  • let's pretend--' And here I wish I could tell you half the things Alice

  • used to say, beginning with her favourite phrase 'Let's pretend.' She

  • had had quite a long argument with her sister only the day before--all

  • because Alice had begun with 'Let's pretend we're kings and queens;' and

  • her sister, who liked being very exact, had argued that they couldn't,

  • because there were only two of them, and Alice had been reduced at last

  • to say, 'Well, YOU can be one of them then, and I'LL be all the rest.'

  • And once she had really frightened her old nurse by shouting suddenly in

  • her ear, 'Nurse! Do let's pretend that I'm a hungry hyaena, and you're a

  • bone.'

  • But this is taking us away from Alice's speech to the kitten. 'Let's

  • pretend that you're the Red Queen, Kitty! Do you know, I think if you

  • sat up and folded your arms, you'd look exactly like her. Now do try,

  • there's a dear!' And Alice got the Red Queen off the table, and set it

  • up before the kitten as a model for it to imitate: however, the thing

  • didn't succeed, principally, Alice said, because the kitten wouldn't

  • fold its arms properly. So, to punish it, she held it up to the

  • Looking-glass, that it might see how sulky it was--'and if you're not

  • good directly,' she added, 'I'll put you through into Looking-glass

  • House. How would you like THAT?'

  • 'Now, if you'll only attend, Kitty, and not talk so much, I'll tell you

  • all my ideas about Looking-glass House. First, there's the room you can

  • see through the glass--that's just the same as our drawing room, only

  • the things go the other way. I can see all of it when I get upon a

  • chair--all but the bit behind the fireplace. Oh! I do so wish I could

  • see THAT bit! I want so much to know whether they've a fire in the

  • winter: you never CAN tell, you know, unless our fire smokes, and then

  • smoke comes up in that room too--but that may be only pretence, just to

  • make it look as if they had a fire. Well then, the books are something

  • like our books, only the words go the wrong way; I know that, because

  • I've held up one of our books to the glass, and then they hold up one in

  • the other room.

  • 'How would you like to live in Looking-glass House, Kitty? I wonder if

  • they'd give you milk in there? Perhaps Looking-glass milk isn't good

  • to drink--But oh, Kitty! now we come to the passage. You can just see a

  • little PEEP of the passage in Looking-glass House, if you leave the door

  • of our drawing-room wide open: and it's very like our passage as far

  • as you can see, only you know it may be quite different on beyond.

  • Oh, Kitty! how nice it would be if we could only get through into

  • Looking-glass House! I'm sure it's got, oh! such beautiful things in it!

  • Let's pretend there's a way of getting through into it, somehow, Kitty.

  • Let's pretend the glass has got all soft like gauze, so that we can get

  • through. Why, it's turning into a sort of mist now, I declare! It'll be

  • easy enough to get through--' She was up on the chimney-piece while she

  • said this, though she hardly knew how she had got there. And certainly

  • the glass WAS beginning to melt away, just like a bright silvery mist.

  • In another moment Alice was through the glass, and had jumped lightly

  • down into the Looking-glass room. The very first thing she did was

  • to look whether there was a fire in the fireplace, and she was quite

  • pleased to find that there was a real one, blazing away as brightly as

  • the one she had left behind. 'So I shall be as warm here as I was in the

  • old room,' thought Alice: 'warmer, in fact, because there'll be no one

  • here to scold me away from the fire. Oh, what fun it'll be, when they

  • see me through the glass in here, and can't get at me!'

  • Then she began looking about, and noticed that what could be seen from

  • the old room was quite common and uninteresting, but that all the rest

  • was as different as possible. For instance, the pictures on the

  • wall next the fire seemed to be all alive, and the very clock on

  • the chimney-piece (you know you can only see the back of it in the

  • Looking-glass) had got the face of a little old man, and grinned at her.

  • 'They don't keep this room so tidy as the other,' Alice thought to

  • herself, as she noticed several of the chessmen down in the hearth among

  • the cinders: but in another moment, with a little 'Oh!' of surprise, she

  • was down on her hands and knees watching them. The chessmen were walking

  • about, two and two!

  • 'Here are the Red King and the Red Queen,' Alice said (in a whisper, for

  • fear of frightening them), 'and there are the White King and the White

  • Queen sitting on the edge of the shovel--and here are two castles

  • walking arm in arm--I don't think they can hear me,' she went on, as she

  • put her head closer down, 'and I'm nearly sure they can't see me. I feel

  • somehow as if I were invisible--'

  • Here something began squeaking on the table behind Alice, and made her

  • turn her head just in time to see one of the White Pawns roll over and

  • begin kicking: she watched it with great curiosity to see what would

  • happen next.

  • 'It is the voice of my child!' the White Queen cried out as she rushed

  • past the King, so violently that she knocked him over among the cinders.

  • 'My precious Lily! My imperial kitten!' and she began scrambling wildly

  • up the side of the fender.

  • 'Imperial fiddlestick!' said the King, rubbing his nose, which had been

  • hurt by the fall. He had a right to be a LITTLE annoyed with the Queen,

  • for he was covered with ashes from head to foot.

  • Alice was very anxious to be of use, and, as the poor little Lily was

  • nearly screaming herself into a fit, she hastily picked up the Queen and

  • set her on the table by the side of her noisy little daughter.

  • The Queen gasped, and sat down: the rapid journey through the air had

  • quite taken away her breath and for a minute or two she could do nothing

  • but hug the little Lily in silence. As soon as she had recovered her

  • breath a little, she called out to the White King, who was sitting

  • sulkily among the ashes, 'Mind the volcano!'

  • 'What volcano?' said the King, looking up anxiously into the fire, as if

  • he thought that was the most likely place to find one.

  • 'Blew--me--up,' panted the Queen, who was still a little out of breath.

  • 'Mind you come up--the regular way--don't get blown up!'

  • Alice watched the White King as he slowly struggled up from bar to bar,

  • till at last she said, 'Why, you'll be hours and hours getting to the

  • table, at that rate. I'd far better help you, hadn't I?' But the King

  • took no notice of the question: it was quite clear that he could neither

  • hear her nor see her.

  • So Alice picked him up very gently, and lifted him across more slowly

  • than she had lifted the Queen, that she mightn't take his breath away:

  • but, before she put him on the table, she thought she might as well dust

  • him a little, he was so covered with ashes.

  • She said afterwards that she had never seen in all her life such a face

  • as the King made, when he found himself held in the air by an invisible

  • hand, and being dusted: he was far too much astonished to cry out, but

  • his eyes and his mouth went on getting larger and larger, and rounder

  • and rounder, till her hand shook so with laughing that she nearly let

  • him drop upon the floor.

  • 'Oh! PLEASE don't make such faces, my dear!' she cried out, quite

  • forgetting that the King couldn't hear her. 'You make me laugh so that

  • I can hardly hold you! And don't keep your mouth so wide open! All the

  • ashes will get into it--there, now I think you're tidy enough!' she

  • added, as she smoothed his hair, and set him upon the table near the

  • Queen.

  • The King immediately fell flat on his back, and lay perfectly still: and

  • Alice was a little alarmed at what she had done, and went round the room

  • to see if she could find any water to throw over him. However, she could

  • find nothing but a bottle of ink, and when she got back with it she

  • found he had recovered, and he and the Queen were talking together in a

  • frightened whisper--so low, that Alice could hardly hear what they said.

  • The King was saying, 'I assure, you my dear, I turned cold to the very

  • ends of my whiskers!'

  • To which the Queen replied, 'You haven't got any whiskers.'

  • 'The horror of that moment,' the King went on, 'I shall never, NEVER

  • forget!'

  • 'You will, though,' the Queen said, 'if you don't make a memorandum of

  • it.'

  • Alice looked on with great interest as the King took an enormous

  • memorandum-book out of his pocket, and began writing. A sudden thought

  • struck her, and she took hold of the end of the pencil, which came some

  • way over his shoulder, and began writing for him.

  • The poor King looked puzzled and unhappy, and struggled with the pencil

  • for some time without saying anything; but Alice was too strong for him,

  • and at last he panted out, 'My dear! I really MUST get a thinner pencil.

  • I can't manage this one a bit; it writes all manner of things that I

  • don't intend--'

  • 'What manner of things?' said the Queen, looking over the book (in which

  • Alice had put 'THE WHITE KNIGHT IS SLIDING DOWN THE POKER. HE BALANCES

  • VERY BADLY') 'That's not a memorandum of YOUR feelings!'

  • There was a book lying near Alice on the table, and while she sat

  • watching the White King (for she was still a little anxious about him,

  • and had the ink all ready to throw over him, in case he fainted again),

  • she turned over the leaves, to find some part that she could read,

  • '--for it's all in some language I don't know,' she said to herself.

  • It was like this.

  • YKCOWREBBAJ

  • sevot yhtils eht dna,gillirb sawT' ebaw eht ni elbmig dna eryg diD

  • ,sevogorob eht erew ysmim llA .ebargtuo shtar emom eht dnA

  • She puzzled over this for some time, but at last a bright thought struck

  • her. 'Why, it's a Looking-glass book, of course! And if I hold it up to

  • a glass, the words will all go the right way again.'

  • This was the poem that Alice read.

  • JABBERWOCKY

  • 'Twas brillig, and the slithy toves Did gyre and gimble in the wabe;

  • All mimsy were the borogoves, And the mome raths outgrabe.

  • 'Beware the Jabberwock, my son! The jaws that bite, the claws that catch!

  • Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun The frumious Bandersnatch!'

  • He took his vorpal sword in hand: Long time the manxome foe he sought--

  • So rested he by the Tumtum tree, And stood awhile in thought.

  • And as in uffish thought he stood, The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame,

  • Came whiffling through the tulgey wood, And burbled as it came!

  • One, two! One, two! And through and through The vorpal blade went snicker-snack!

  • He left it dead, and with its head He went galumphing back.

  • 'And hast thou slain the Jabberwock? Come to my arms, my beamish boy!

  • O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!' He chortled in his joy.

  • 'Twas brillig, and the slithy toves Did gyre and gimble in the wabe;

  • All mimsy were the borogoves, And the mome raths outgrabe.

  • 'It seems very pretty,' she said when she had finished it, 'but it's

  • RATHER hard to understand!' (You see she didn't like to confess, even

  • to herself, that she couldn't make it out at all.) 'Somehow it seems

  • to fill my head with ideas--only I don't exactly know what they are!

  • However, SOMEBODY killed SOMETHING: that's clear, at any rate--'

  • 'But oh!' thought Alice, suddenly jumping up, 'if I don't make haste I

  • shall have to go back through the Looking-glass, before I've seen what

  • the rest of the house is like! Let's have a look at the garden first!'

  • She was out of the room in a moment, and ran down stairs--or, at least,

  • it wasn't exactly running, but a new invention of hers for getting down

  • stairs quickly and easily, as Alice said to herself. She just kept the

  • tips of her fingers on the hand-rail, and floated gently down without

  • even touching the stairs with her feet; then she floated on through the

  • hall, and would have gone straight out at the door in the same way, if

  • she hadn't caught hold of the door-post. She was getting a little giddy

  • with so much floating in the air, and was rather glad to find herself

  • walking again in the natural way.

  • End of Chapter 1

CHAPTER 1 Looking-Glass house

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