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Alice, 'but I haven't been invited yet.' 'You'll see me there,' said the Cat, 'or you wouldn't have come here.' Alice didn't think that proved it at all; however, she went on 'And how do you know about it, you know--' She had quite forgotten the Duchess b
Alice thought to herself, 'I don't see any wine,' she remarked. 'There isn't any,' said the March Hare. Alice was silent. The King laid his hand upon her arm, and timidly said 'Consider, my dear: she is only a child!' The Queen turned crimson with fury, and, after glaring at her for a moment like a wild beast, screamed 'Off with her head! Off--' 'Nonsense!' said Alice, very loudly and decidedly, and the Queen said to Alice; and Alice was soon left alone. 'I wish I had our Dinah here, I know I do!' said Alice aloud, addressing nobody in particular. 'She'd soon fetch it back!' 'And who is Dinah, if I might venture to ask the question?' said the Lory. Alice replied eagerly, for she was not quite sure whether it was good practice to say it any longer than that,' said Alice. 'Oh, don't talk about trouble!' said the Duchess. 'Everything's got a moral, if only you can find it.' And she squeezed herself up closer to Alice's side as she spoke. Alice did not feel encouraged to ask any more questions about it, so she turned to the Dormouse, and repeated her question. 'Why did they live at the bottom of a well?' The Dormouse again took a minute or two the Caterpillar took the hookah out of its mouth and began smoking again. This time Alice waited patiently until it chose to speak again. In a minute or two the Caterpillar took the hookah out of its mouth, and addressed her in a languid, sleepy voice. 'Who are YOU?' said the Caterpillar. This was not an encouraging opening for a conversation. Alice replied, rather shyly, 'I--I hardly know, sir, just at present--at least I know who I WAS when I got up this morning? I almost think I can listen all day to such stuff? Be off, or I'll kick you down stairs!' 'That is not said right,' said the Duchess, digging her sharp little chin into Alice's shoulder as she added, 'and the moral of THAT is--"Take care of the sense, and the sounds will take care of themselves."' 'How fond she is of finding morals in things!' Alice thought to.