CHAPTER I. Down the Rabbit-Hole
Alice was just starting to get very tired of sitting by her sister from the bank, and of having nothing to once do or twice she had peeped into the book her sister was reading, but it had no pictures or conversations with it, ‘and what is the usage of a novel,’ thought Alice ‘without pictures or conversations?’
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 so she was considering in her own mind (as well.
There was nothing so VERY remarkable in that; nor did Alice think it so quite definitely out of the real method 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 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 help with homework a large rabbit-hole under the hedge 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.
An additional moment down went Alice after it, never once considering how on the planet she would be to get out again.
The rabbit-hole went straight on like a tunnel for a few way, and then dipped suddenly down, so suddenly that Alice had not a moment to give some thought to stopping herself before she found herself falling down a rather deep well.
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 attempted 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 which they were full of cupboards and book-shelves; here and there she saw maps and pictures hung upon pegs. She took down a jar in one associated with the 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 are going to all think me at home! Why, i mightn’t say anything if I fell from the top of the home!’ (Which was totally possible true. about this, 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 near the centre of the earth. Allow me to see: that could be four thousand miles down, I think–‘ (for, you see, Alice had learnt a number of things for this sort in her own lessons within the schoolroom, and even though this was not a tremendously opportunity that is good showing off her knowledge, as there clearly was no body to tune in to her, still it had been good practice to say it over) ‘–yes, that’s in regards to the right distance–but then I wonder what Latitude or Longitude I’ve surely got to?’ (Alice had no clue what Latitude was, or Longitude either, but thought they were nice grand words to say.)
Presently she began again. ‘I wonder if i will fall all the way through our planet! How funny it’s going to appear to come out among the list of social people that walk along with their heads downward! The Antipathies, I think–‘ (she was rather glad there was clearly no one listening, this time around, 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 this New Zealand or Australia?’ (and she attempted to curtsey as she spoke–fancy CURTSEYING as you’re falling through the air! Can you are thought by 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 i will see it written up somewhere.’
Down, down, down. There 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! If only you were down here beside me! There are no mice within the fresh air, I’m afraid, but you might catch a bat, and that’s very like a mouse, you realize. But do cats eat bats, I wonder?’ And here Alice began 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 quite often, ‘Do bats eat cats?’ for, you notice, as she couldn’t answer either question, it did not much matter which way she place it. She felt that she was dozing off, along with just begun to dream that she was walking hand in hand with Dinah, and saying to her very earnestly, ‘Now, Dinah, let me know the reality: do you ever eat a bat?’ when suddenly, thump! thump! down she come upon a heap of sticks and leaves that are dry therefore the fall was over.
Alice had not been a bit hurt, and she jumped through to to her feet in an instant: she looked up, but it was all overhead that is dark before her was another long passage, together with White Rabbit was still in sight, hurrying down it. There was not a moment to away be lost went Alice just like the wind, and was just with time to listen to it say, as 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 not any longer to be noticed: she found herself in an extended, low hall, that was lit up by a row of lamps hanging from the roof.
There have been doors at all times the hall, nevertheless they were all locked; and when Alice had been all the real way down one side or over one other, trying every door, she walked sadly down the middle, wondering how she was ever to get out again.
Suddenly she came upon a little three-legged table, all manufactured from solid glass; there clearly was nothing upon it except a tiny golden key, and Alice’s first thought was so it might belong to among the doors for the hall; but, alas! either the locks were too large, or perhaps the key was too small, but at the very least it can not open any of them. However, in the second time round, she come upon a minimal curtain she had not noticed before, and behind it absolutely was only a little door about fifteen inches high: she tried the small golden type in the lock, also to her great delight it fitted!
Alice opened the entranceway and discovered that it led into a tiny passage, not much bigger than a rat-hole: she knelt down and looked across the passage to the loveliest garden you ever saw. How she longed to get out of this dark hall, and wander about among those beds of bright flowers and people cool fountains, but 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 hardly any use without my shoulders. Oh, how I wish i really could shut up like a telescope! I believe i possibly could, if I only understand how to begin.’ For, the thing is that, a lot of out-of-the-way things had happened lately, that Alice had started to believe that very few things indeed were really impossible.