ALICE'S
ADVENTURES IN WONDERLAND
Lewis Carroll
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CHAPTER VII
- A Mad
Tea-Party
- There
was a table set out under a tree in front of the house,
and the March Hare and the Hatter were having tea at it:
a Dormouse was sitting between them, fast asleep, and the
other two were using it as a cushion, resting their
elbows on it, and talking over its head. `Very
uncomfortable for the Dormouse,' thought Alice; `only, as
it's asleep, I suppose it doesn't mind.'
- The
table was a large one, but the three were all crowded
together at one corner of it: `No room! No room!' they
cried out when they saw Alice coming. `There's PLENTY of
room!' said Alice indignantly, and she sat down in a
large arm-chair at one end of the table.
- `Have
some wine,' the March Hare said in an encouraging tone.
- Alice
looked all round the table, but there was nothing on it
but tea. `I don't see any wine,' she remarked.
- `There
isn't any,' said the March Hare.
- `Then
it wasn't very civil of you to offer it,' said Alice
angrily.
- `It
wasn't very civil of you to sit down without being
invited,' said the March Hare.
- `I
didn't know it was YOUR table,' said Alice; `it's laid
for a great many more than three.'
- `Your
hair wants cutting,' said the Hatter. He had been looking
at Alice for some time with great curiosity, and this was
his first speech.
- `You
should learn not to make personal remarks,' Alice said
with some severity; `it's very rude.'
- The
Hatter opened his eyes very wide on hearing this; but all
he SAID was, `Why is a raven like a writing-desk?'
- `Come,
we shall have some fun now!' thought Alice. `I'm glad
they've begun asking riddles.--I believe I can guess
that,' she added aloud.
- `Do you
mean that you think you can find out the answer to it?'
said the March Hare.
- `Exactly
so,' said Alice.
- `Then
you should say what you mean,' the March Hare went on.
- `I do,'
Alice hastily replied; `at least--at least I mean what I
say--that's the same thing, you know.'
- `Not
the same thing a bit!' said the Hatter. `You might just
as well say that "I see what I eat" is the same
thing as "I eat what I see"!'
- `You
might just as well say,' added the March Hare, `that
"I like what I get" is the same thing as
"I get what I like"!'
- `You
might just as well say,' added the Dormouse, who seemed
to be talking in his sleep, `that "I breathe when I
sleep" is the same thing as "I sleep when I
breathe"!'
- `It IS
the same thing with you,' said the Hatter, and here the
conversation dropped, and the party sat silent for a
minute, while Alice thought over all she could remember
about ravens and writing-desks, which wasn't much.
- The
Hatter was the first to break the silence. `What day of
the month is it?' he said, turning to Alice: he had taken
his watch out of his pocket, and was looking at it
uneasily, shaking it every now and then, and holding it
to his ear.
- Alice
considered a little, and then said `The fourth.'
- `Two
days wrong!' sighed the Hatter. `I told you butter
wouldn't suit the works!' he added looking angrily at the
March Hare.
- `It was
the BEST butter,' the March Hare meekly replied.
- `Yes,
but some crumbs must have got in as well,' the Hatter
grumbled: `you shouldn't have put it in with the
bread-knife.'
- The
March Hare took the watch and looked at it gloomily: then
he dipped it into his cup of tea, and looked at it again:
but he could think of nothing better to say than his
first remark, `It was the BEST butter, you know.'
- Alice
had been looking over his shoulder with some curiosity.
`What a funny watch!' she remarked. `It tells the day of
the month, and doesn't tell what o'clock it is!'
- `Why
should it?' muttered the Hatter. `Does YOUR watch tell
you what year it is?'
- `Of
course not,' Alice replied very readily: `but that's
because it stays the same year for such a long time
together.'
- `Which
is just the case with MINE,' said the Hatter.
- Alice
felt dreadfully puzzled. The Hatter's remark seemed to
have no sort of meaning in it, and yet it was certainly
English. `I don't quite understand you,' she said, as
politely as she could.
- `The
Dormouse is asleep again,' said the Hatter, and he poured
a little hot tea upon its nose.
- The
Dormouse shook its head impatiently, and said, without
opening its eyes, `Of course, of course; just what I was
going to remark myself.'
- `Have
you guessed the riddle yet?' the Hatter said, turning to
Alice again.
- `No, I
give it up,' Alice replied: `what's the answer?'
- `I
haven't the slightest idea,' said the Hatter.
- `Nor
I,' said the March Hare.
- Alice
sighed wearily. `I think you might do something better
with the time,' she said, `than waste it in asking
riddles that have no answers.'
- `If you
knew Time as well as I do,' said the Hatter, `you
wouldn't talk about wasting IT. It's HIM.'
- `I
don't know what you mean,' said Alice.
- `Of
course you don't!' the Hatter said, tossing his head
contemptuously. `I dare say you never even spoke to
Time!'
- `Perhaps
not,' Alice cautiously replied: `but I know I have to
beat time when I learn music.'
- `Ah!
that accounts for it,' said the Hatter. `He won't stand
beating. Now, if you only kept on good terms with him,
he'd do almost anything you liked with the clock. For
instance, suppose it were nine o'clock in the morning,
just time to begin lessons: you'd only have to whisper a
hint to Time, and round goes the clock in a twinkling!
Half-past one, time for dinner!'
- (`I
only wish it was,' the March Hare said to itself in a
whisper.)
- `That
would be grand, certainly,' said Alice thoughtfully: `but
then--I shouldn't be hungry for it, you know.'
- `Not at
first, perhaps,' said the Hatter: `but you could keep it
to half-past one as long as you liked.'
- `Is
that the way YOU manage?' Alice asked.
- The
Hatter shook his head mournfully. `Not I!' he replied.
`We quarrelled last March--just before HE went mad, you
know--' (pointing with his tea spoon at the March Hare,)
`--it was at the great concert given by the Queen of
Hearts, and I had to sing
- "Twinkle,
twinkle, little bat! How I wonder what you're at!"
- You
know the song, perhaps?'
- `I've
heard something like it,' said Alice.
- `It
goes on, you know,' the Hatter continued, `in this way:--
- "Up
above the world you fly, Like a tea-tray in the sky.
Twinkle, twinkle--"'
- Here
the Dormouse shook itself, and began singing in its sleep
`Twinkle, twinkle, twinkle, twinkle--' and went on so
long that they had to pinch it to make it stop.
- `Well,
I'd hardly finished the first verse,' said the Hatter,
`when the Queen jumped up and bawled out, "He's
murdering the time! Off with his head!"'
- `How
dreadfully savage!' exclaimed Alice.
- `And
ever since that,' the Hatter went on in a mournful tone,
`he won't do a thing I ask! It's always six o'clock now.'
- A
bright idea came into Alice's head. `Is that the reason
so many tea-things are put out here?' she asked.
- `Yes,
that's it,' said the Hatter with a sigh: `it's always
tea-time, and we've no time to wash the things between
whiles.'
- `Then
you keep moving round, I suppose?' said Alice.
- `Exactly
so,' said the Hatter: `as the things get used up.'
- `But
what happens when you come to the beginning again?' Alice
ventured to ask.
- `Suppose
we change the subject,' the March Hare interrupted,
yawning. `I'm getting tired of this. I vote the young
lady tells us a story.'
- `I'm
afraid I don't know one,' said Alice, rather alarmed at
the proposal.
- `Then
the Dormouse shall!' they both cried. `Wake up,
Dormouse!' And they pinched it on both sides at once.
- The
Dormouse slowly opened his eyes. `I wasn't asleep,' he
said in a hoarse, feeble voice: `I heard every word you
fellows were saying.'
- `Tell
us a story!' said the March Hare.
- `Yes,
please do!' pleaded Alice.
- `And be
quick about it,' added the Hatter, `or you'll be asleep
again before it's done.'
- `Once
upon a time there were three little sisters,' the
Dormouse began in a great hurry; `and their names were
Elsie, Lacie, and Tillie; and they lived at the bottom of
a well--'
- `What
did they live on?' said Alice, who always took a great
interest in questions of eating and drinking.
- `They
lived on treacle,' said the Dormouse, after thinking a
minute or two.
- `They
couldn't have done that, you know,' Alice gently
remarked; `they'd have been ill.'
- `So
they were,' said the Dormouse; `VERY ill.'
- Alice
tried to fancy to herself what such an extraordinary ways
of living would be like, but it puzzled her too much, so
she went on: `But why did they live at the bottom of a
well?'
- `Take
some more tea,' the March Hare said to Alice, very
earnestly.
- `I've
had nothing yet,' Alice replied in an offended tone, `so
I can't take more.'
- `You
mean you can't take LESS,' said the Hatter: `it's very
easy to take MORE than nothing.'
- `Nobody
asked YOUR opinion,' said Alice.
- `Who's
making personal remarks now?' the Hatter asked
triumphantly.
- Alice
did not quite know what to say to this: so she helped
herself to some tea and bread-and-butter, and then 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 to think about it,
and then said, `It was a treacle-well.'
- `There's
no such thing!' Alice was beginning very angrily, but the
Hatter and the March Hare went `Sh! sh!' and the Dormouse
sulkily remarked, `If you can't be civil, you'd better
finish the story for yourself.'
- `No,
please go on!' Alice said very humbly; `I won't interrupt
again. I dare say there may be ONE.'
- `One,
indeed!' said the Dormouse indignantly. However, he
consented to go on. `And so these three little
sisters--they were learning to draw, you know--'
- `What
did they draw?' said Alice, quite forgetting her promise.
- `Treacle,'
said the Dormouse, without considering at all this time.
- `I want
a clean cup,' interrupted the Hatter: `let's all move one
place on.'
- He
moved on as he spoke, and the Dormouse followed him: the
March Hare moved into the Dormouse's place, and Alice
rather unwillingly took the place of the March Hare. The
Hatter was the only one who got any advantage from the
change: and Alice was a good deal worse off than before,
as the March Hare had just upset the milk-jug into his
plate.
- Alice
did not wish to offend the Dormouse again, so she began
very cautiously: `But I don't understand. Where did they
draw the treacle from?'
- `You
can draw water out of a water-well,' said the Hatter; `so
I should think you could draw treacle out of a
treacle-well--eh, stupid?'
- `But
they were IN the well,' Alice said to the Dormouse, not
choosing to notice this last remark.
- `Of
course they were', said the Dormouse; `--well in.'
- This
answer so confused poor Alice, that she let the Dormouse
go on for some time without interrupting it.
- `They
were learning to draw,' the Dormouse went on, yawning and
rubbing its eyes, for it was getting very sleepy; `and
they drew all manner of things--everything that begins
with an M--'
- `Why
with an M?' said Alice.
- `Why
not?' said the March Hare.
- Alice
was silent.
- The
Dormouse had closed its eyes by this time, and was going
off into a doze; but, on being pinched by the Hatter, it
woke up again with a little shriek, and went on: `--that
begins with an M, such as mouse-traps, and the moon, and
memory, and muchness-- you know you say things are
"much of a muchness"--did you ever see such a
thing as a drawing of a muchness?'
- `Really,
now you ask me,' said Alice, very much confused, `I don't
think--'
- `Then
you shouldn't talk,' said the Hatter.
- This
piece of rudeness was more than Alice could bear: she got
up in great disgust, and walked off; the Dormouse fell
asleep instantly, and neither of the others took the
least notice of her going, though she looked back once or
twice, half hoping that they would call after her: the
last time she saw them, they were trying to put the
Dormouse into the teapot.
- `At any
rate I'll never go THERE again!' said Alice as she picked
her way through the wood. `It's the stupidest tea-party I
ever was at in all my life!'
- Just as
she said this, she noticed that one of the trees had a
door leading right into it. `That's very curious!' she
thought. `But everything's curious today. I think I may
as well go in at once.' And in she went.
- Once
more she found herself in the long hall, and close to the
little glass table. `Now, I'll manage better this time,'
she said to herself, and began by taking the little
golden key, and unlocking the door that led into the
garden. Then she went to work nibbling at the mushroom
(she had kept a piece of it in her pocket) till she was
about a foot high: then she walked down the little
passage: and THEN--she found herself at last in the
beautiful garden, among the bright flower-beds and the
cool fountains.
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