Stranica 73 [73]
IN A LITTLE BILL. 57
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“And yet what a dear little puppy it was!
said Alice, as she leant against a buttercup to
rest herself, and fanned herself with one of the
leaves: "I should have lked teaching it tricks
very much, if—if I’d only been the right size
to do it! Oh dear! Id nearly forgotten that
I’ve got to grow up again! Let me see—how
is it to be managed? I suppose I ought to eat
or drink something or other; but the great
question is, what ?”
The great question certainly was, what?
Alice looked all round her at the flowers and
the blades of grass, but she could not see any¬
thing that looked like the mght thing to eat
or drink under the circumstances. There was a
large mushroom growing near her, about the
same height as herself; and when she had looked
under it, and on both sides of it, and behind it,
it occurred to her that she might as well look
and see what was on the top of it.
She stretched herself up on tiptoe, and
peeped over the edge of the mushroom, and her
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