as she could, and soon found herself safe in a
thick wood.
“The first thing I’ve got to do,” said Alice
to herself, as she wandered about in the wood,
“is to grow to my right size again; and the
second thing is to find my way into that lovely
garden. I think that will be the best plan.”
It sounded an excellent plan, no doubt, and
very neatly and simply arranged; the only diffi¬
culty was, that she had not the smallest idea
how to set about it; and while she was peering
about anxiously among the trees, a little sharp
bark just over her head made her look up in
a great hurry.
An enormous puppy was looking down at her
with large round eyes, and feebly stretching out
one paw, trying to touch her. “ Poor little thing!”
said Alice, in a coaxing tone, and she tried hard
to whistle to it; but she was terribly frightened
all the time at the thought that it might be
hungry, in which case it would be very likely to