Алиса в стране чудес
Pig and Pepper
It’senoughtodriveonecrazy!’
TheFootmanseemedtothinkthisagoodopportunityforrepeatinghisremark,withvariations. ‘Ishallsithere,’hesaid,‘onandoff,fordaysanddays.’
‘ButwhatamItodo? ’saidAlice.
‘Anythingyoulike,’saidtheFootman,andbeganwhistling.
‘Oh,there’snouseintalkingtohim,’saidAlicedesperately: ‘he’sperfectlyidiotic! ’Andsheopenedthedoorandwentin.
Thedoorledrightintoalargekitchen, whichwasfullofsmokefromoneendtotheother: theDuchesswassittingonathree-leggedstoolinthemiddle,nursingababy; thecookwasleaningoverthefire,stirringalargecauldronwhichseemedtobefullofsoup.
‘There’scertainlytoomuchpepperinthatsoup! ’Alicesaidtoherself,aswellasshecouldforsneezing.
Therewascertainlytoomuchofitintheair. EventheDuchesssneezedoccasionally; andasforthebaby,itwassneezingandhowlingalternatelywithoutamoment’spause. Theonlythingsinthekitchenthatdidnotsneeze,werethecook,andalargecatwhichwassittingonthehearthandgrinningfromeartoear.
‘Pleasewouldyoutellme,’saidAlice,alittletimidly,forshewasnotquitesurewhetheritwasgoodmannersforhertospeakfirst,‘whyyourcatgrinslikethat?’
