Алиса в зазеркалье

           Alicestoodlookingafterit,almostreadytocrywithvexationathavinglostherdearlittlefellow-travellersosuddenly.‘However,Iknowmynamenow.’shesaid,‘that’ssomecomfort.Alice—Alice—Iwon’tforgetitagain.Andnow,whichofthesefinger-postsoughtItofollow,Iwonder?’

           Itwasnotaverydifficultquestiontoanswer,astherewasonlyoneroadthroughthewood,andthetwofinger-postsbothpointedalongit.‘I’llsettleit,’Alicesaidtoherself,‘whentheroaddividesandtheypointdifferentways.’

           Butthisdidnotseemlikelytohappen.Shewentonandon,alongway,butwherevertheroaddividedthereweresuretobetwofinger-postspointingthesameway,onemarked‘ToTweedledum’sHouse’andtheother‘ToTheHouseOfTweedledee.’

           ‘Idobelieve,’saidAliceatlast,‘thattheyliveinthesamehouse!IwonderIneverthoughtofthatbefore—ButIcan’tstaytherelong.I’lljustcallandsay"howd’youdo?"andaskthemthewayoutofthewood.IfIcouldonlygettotheEighthSquarebeforeitgetsdark!’Soshewanderedon,talkingtoherselfasshewent,till,onturningasharpcorner,shecameupontwofatlittlemen,sosuddenlythatshecouldnothelpstartingback,butinanothermomentsherecoveredherself,feelingsurethattheymustbe.