Down the Rabbit-Hole |
Alice was beginning
to get very tired of sitting by her sister on the bank, and of having nothing
to do: once or twice she had peeped into the book her sister was reading,
but it had no pictures or conversations in it, `and what is the use of a
book,' thought Alice `without pictures or conversation?' So she was considering
in her own mind (as well as she could, for the hot day made her feel very
sleepy and stupid), whether the pleasure of making a daisy-chain would be
worth the trouble of getting up and picking the daisies, when suddenly a
White Rabbit with pink eyes ran close by her. |
Alice finding tiny
door behind curtain |
Suddenly she came upon a little three-legged
table, all made of solid glass; there was nothing on it except a tiny golden
key, and Alice's first thought was that it might belong to one of the doors
of the hall; but, alas! either the locks were too large, or the key was
too small, but at any rate it would not open any of them. However, on the
second time round, she came upon a low curtain she had not noticed before,
and behind it was a little door about fifteen inches high: she tried the
little golden key in the lock, and to her great delight it fitted! |
Alice taking "Drink Me"
bottle |
There seemed to be no use in waiting by the little door, so
she went back to the table, half hoping she might find another key on it,
or at any rate a book of rules for shutting people up like telescopes: this
time she found a little bottle on it, (`which certainly was not here before,'
said Alice,) and round the neck of the bottle was a paper label, with the
words `DRINK ME' beautifully printed on it in large letters. |