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70 ADVICE FROM A

“Come, my head’s free at last!” said Alice
in a tone of delight, which changed into alarm
in another moment, when she found that her
shoulders were nowhere to be found: all she
could see when she looked down, was an im¬
mense length of neck, which seemed to rise
like a stalk out of a sea of green leaves that lay
far below her.

“What can all that green stuff be?” said Alice.
“And where have my shoulders got to? And oh,
my poor hands, how is it I can’t see you?” She
was moving them about as she spoke, but no result
seemed to follow, except a little shaking among
the distant green leaves.

As there seemed to be no chance of getting
her hands up to her head, she tried to get her
head down to them, and was delighted to find
that her neck would bend about easily in any
direction, like a serpent. She had just succeeded
in curving it down into a graceful zigzag, and
was going to dive in among the leaves, which
she found to be nothing but the tops of the trees