Алиса в зазеркалье
Queen Alice
Alreadyseveraloftheguestswerelyingdowninthedishes,andthesoupladlewaswalkingupthetabletowardsAlice’schair,andbeckoningtoherimpatientlytogetoutofitsway.
‘Ican’tstandthisanylonger!’shecriedasshejumpedupandseizedthetable-clothwithbothhands:onegoodpull,andplates,dishes,guests,andcandlescamecrashingdowntogetherinaheaponthefloor.
‘Andasforyou,’shewenton,turningfiercelyupontheRedQueen,whomsheconsideredasthecauseofallthemischief—buttheQueenwasnolongeratherside—shehadsuddenlydwindleddowntothesizeofalittledoll,andwasnowonthetable,merrilyrunningroundandroundafterherownshawl,whichwastrailingbehindher.
Atanyothertime,Alicewouldhavefeltsurprisedatthis,butshewasfartoomuchexcitedtobesurprisedatanythingnow.‘Asforyou,’sherepeated,catchingholdofthelittlecreatureintheveryactofjumpingoverabottlewhichhadjustlighteduponthetable,‘I’llshakeyouintoakitten,thatIwill!’
