. Through the looking glass : and what Alice found there. egan looking about, and noticedthat what could be seen from the old roomwas quite common and uninteresting, but thatall the rest was as different as possible. Forinstance, the pictures on the wall next the fireseemed to be all alive, and the very clock onthe chimney-piece (you know you can only seethe back of it in the Looking-glass) had gotthe face of a little old man, and grinned at her. They dont keep this room so tidy as theother, Alice thought to herself, as she noticedseveral of the chessmen down in the hearthamong the cinders: bu
. Through the looking glass : and what Alice found there. egan looking about, and noticedthat what could be seen from the old roomwas quite common and uninteresting, but thatall the rest was as different as possible. Forinstance, the pictures on the wall next the fireseemed to be all alive, and the very clock onthe chimney-piece (you know you can only seethe back of it in the Looking-glass) had gotthe face of a little old man, and grinned at her. They dont keep this room so tidy as theother, Alice thought to herself, as she noticedseveral of the chessmen down in the hearthamong the cinders: but in another moment, witha little Oh! of surprise, she was down on her 14 LOOKING-GLASS HOUSE. hands and knees watching them. The chessmenwere walking about, two and two ! Here are the Red King and the RedQueen, Alice said (in a whisper, for fear offrightening them), and there are the WhiteKing and the White Queen sitting on the edgeof the shovel and here are two Castles walk-ing arm in arm 1 dont think they can hear me, she went on, as she put her head. LOOKING-GLASS HOUSE. 15 closer down, and Im nearly sure they cantsee me. I feel somehow as if I were in-visible Here something began squeaking on the tablebehind Alice, and made her turn her head justin time to see one of the White Pawns rollover and begin kicking: she watched it withgreat curiosity to see what would happen next. [t is the voice of my child ! the WhiteQueen cried out, as she rushed past the King,so violently that she knocked him over amongthe cinders. My precious Lily ! My imperialkitten ! and she began scrambling wildly upthe side of the fender. Imperial fiddlestick! said the King, rub-bing his nose, which had been hurt by the had a right to be a little annoyed withthe Queen, for he was covered with ashes fromhead to foot. Alice was very anxious to be of use, and,as the poor little Lily was nearly screaming her-self into a fit, she hastily picked up the Queen 16 LOOKING-GLASS HOUSE. and set her on the
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