CHAPTER I. Down the Rabbit-Hole
Alice was beginning to get very fed up with sitting by her sister in the bank, and of having nothing to once do or twice she had peeped to the book her sister was reading, however it had no pictures or conversations inside it, ‘and what is the utilization of a novel,’ thought Alice ‘without pictures or conversations?’
So she was considering inside her own mind (in addition to she could, when it comes to hot day made her feel very sleepy and stupid), whether the pleasure of making a daisy-chain could be worth the problem of getting up and picking the daisies, when suddenly a White Rabbit with pink eyes ran near by her.
There was nothing so VERY remarkable for the reason that; nor did Alice think it so VERY much out of the way to hear the Rabbit say to itself, ‘Oh dear! Oh dear! I will be late!’ (when she thought it over afterwards, it occurred to her that she need to have wondered at this, but during the time it all seemed quite natural); however when the Rabbit actually TOOK A WRISTWATCH OUT OF ITS WAISTCOAT-POCKET, and looked over it, and then hurried on, Alice began to her feet, for it flashed across her mind that she had never before seen a rabbit with either a waistcoat-pocket, or a wrist watch to get of it, and burning with curiosity, she ran throughout the field after it, and fortunately was just over time to view it pop down a big rabbit-hole underneath the hedge.
In another moment down went Alice after it, never once considering how on the planet she was to get out again.
The rabbit-hole went straight on like a tunnel for a few way, after which dipped suddenly down, so suddenly that Alice had not a moment to give some thought to stopping herself herself falling down a very deep well before she found.
Either the well was very deep, or she fell very slowly, as she went down to look about her and to wonder what was going to happen next for she had plenty of time. First, she tried to look down and then make out what she was arriving at, nonetheless it was too dark to see anything; then she looked at the sides regarding the well, and noticed she saw maps and pictures hung upon pegs that they were filled with cupboards and book-shelves; here and there. She took down a jar from 1 of this shelves into one of the cupboards as she fell past it as she passed; it was labelled ‘ORANGE MARMALADE’, but to her great disappointment it was empty: she did not like to drop the jar for fear of killing somebody, so managed to put it.
‘Well!’ thought Alice to herself, ‘after such a fall since this, I shall think nothing of tumbling down stairs! How brave they’ll all think me in the home! Why, I wouldn’t say anything if I fell from the top of the home!’ (that was most likely true. about any of it, even)
Down, down, down. Would the fall NEVER come to an end! ‘I wonder how many miles I’ve fallen by this time?’ she said aloud. ‘I should be getting somewhere close to the centre regarding the earth. I want to see: that could be four thousand miles down, I think–‘ (for, you notice, Alice had learnt a number of things for this sort in her own lessons when you look at the schoolroom, and although it was not a really opportunity that is good showing off her knowledge, as there was no one to tune in to her, still it absolutely was good practice to say this over) ‘–yes, which is concerning the right distance–but then I wonder what Latitude or Longitude I’ve got to?’ (Alice had no clue what Latitude was, or Longitude either, but thought they certainly were nice grand words to express.)
Presently she began again. ‘I wonder if i will fall right THROUGH our planet! How funny it will seem to turn out among the social people that walk making use of their heads downward! The Antipathies, I think–‘ (she was rather glad there WAS no one listening, this time, I shall have to ask them what the name of the country is, you know as it didn’t sound at all the right word) ‘–but. Please, Ma’am, is it New Zealand or Australia?’ (and she attempted to curtsey as she spoke–fancy CURTSEYING while you’re falling through the atmosphere! Would you think you can manage it?) ‘And what an ignorant girl that is little’ll think me for asking! No, it’ll never do to ask: perhaps it shall be seen by me written up somewhere.’
Down, down, down. There https://essaywritersite.com clearly was nothing else to do, so Alice soon began talking again. ‘Dinah’ll miss me very to-night that is much I should think!’ (Dinah was the cat.) ‘I hope they will remember her saucer of milk at tea-time. Dinah my dear! You are wished by me were down here with me! There are not any mice in the air, I’m afraid, you might catch a bat, and that is very like a mouse, you know. But do cats eat bats, I wonder?’ And here Alice started initially to get rather sleepy, and went on saying to herself, in a sort that is dreamy of, ‘Do cats eat bats? Do cats eat bats?’ and sometimes, ‘Do bats eat cats?’ for, you see, as she couldn’t answer either question, it didn’t much matter which way she put it. She felt that she was dozing off, along with just started to dream that she was walking in conjunction with Dinah, and saying to her very earnestly, ‘Now, Dinah, let me know the truth: did you ever eat a bat?’ when suddenly, thump! thump! down she came upon a heap of sticks and dry leaves, while the fall was over.
Alice had not been a bit hurt, and she jumped up on to her feet in an instant: she looked up, nonetheless it was all overhead that is dark before her was another long passage, and the White Rabbit was still around the corner, hurrying down it. There is not a minute to be lost: away went Alice like the wind, and was just with time to hear it say, because it turned a large part, ‘Oh my ears and whiskers, how late it really is getting!’ She was close behind it when she turned the corner, nevertheless the Rabbit was no longer to be seen: she found herself in a lengthy, low hall, that has been lit up by a row of lamps hanging from the roof.
There were doors at all times the hall, nonetheless they were all locked; and when Alice was indeed all the real way down one side or over the other, trying every door, she walked sadly along the middle, wondering how she was ever to get out again.
Suddenly she come upon a little three-legged table, all made of solid glass; there was nothing onto it except a little golden key, and Alice’s first thought was that it might are part of one of the doors for the hall; but, alas! either the locks were too big, or the key was too small, but at any rate it could not open any one of them. However, regarding the second time round, she come upon a minimal curtain she had not noticed before, and behind it had been a little door about fifteen inches high: she tried the tiny golden type in the lock, also to her great delight it fitted!
Alice opened the door and found she knelt down and looked along the passage into the loveliest garden you ever saw that it led into a small passage, not much larger than a rat-hole. She could not even get her head through the doorway; ‘and even if my head would go through,’ thought poor Alice, ‘it would be of very little use without my shoulders how she longed to get out of that dark hall, and wander about among those beds of bright flowers and those cool fountains, but. Oh, the way I wish I could shut up like a telescope! I think I could, if I only learn how to begin.’ For, you notice, a lot of out-of-the-way things had happened lately, that Alice had begun to believe that very few things indeed were really impossible.