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.
There
was
nothing
so
VERY
remarkable
in
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
shall
be
late!'
(when
she
thought
it
over
afterwards,
it
occurred
to
her
that
she
ought
to
have
wondered
at
this,
but
at
the
time
it
all
seemed
quite
natural);
but
when
the
Rabbit
actually
TOOK
A
WATCH
OUT
OF
ITS
WAISTCOAT-
POCKET,
and
looked
at
it,
and
then
hurried
on,
Alice
started
to
her
feet,
for
it
flashed
across
her
mind
that
she
had
never
before
seen
a
rabbit
with
either
a
waistcoat-pocket,
or
a
watch
to
take
out
of
it,
and
burning
with
curiosity,
she
ran
across
the
field
after
it,
and
fortunately
was
just
in
time
to
see
it
pop
down
a
large
rabbit-hole
under
the
hedge.
In
another
moment
down
went
Alice
after
it,
never
once
considering
how
in
the
world
she
was
to
get
out
again.
The
rabbit-hole
went
straight
on
like
a
tunnel
for
some
way,
and
then
dipped
suddenly
down,
so
suddenly
that
Alice
had
not
a
moment
to
think
about
stopping
herself
before
she
found
herself
falling
down
a
very
deep
well.
Either
the
well
was
very
deep,
or
she
fell
very
slowly,
for
she
had
plenty
of
time
as
she
went
down
to
look
about
her
and
to
wonder
what
was
going
to
happen
next.
First,
she
tried
to
look
down
and
make
out
what
she
was
coming
to,
but
it
was
too
dark
to
see
anything;
then
she
looked
at
the
sides
of
the
well,
and
noticed
that
they
were
filled
with
cupboards
and
book-shelves;
here
and
there
she
saw
maps
and
pictures
hung
upon
pegs.
She
took
down
a
jar
from
one
of
the
shelves
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
into
one
of
the
cupboards
as
she
fell
past
it.
`Well!'
thought
Alice
to
herself,
`after
such
a
fall
as
this,
I
shall
think
nothing
of
tumbling
down
stairs!
How
brave
they'll
all
think
me
at
home!
Why,
I
wouldn't
say
anything
about
it,
even
if
I
fell
off
the
top
of
the
house!'
(Which
was
very
likely
true.)
Down,
down,
down.
Would
the
fall
NEVER
come
to
an
end!
`I
wonder
how
many