Alice i underlandet blommor
Alice's Adventures in Wonderland (Roman) Through the Looking-Glass (Roman) Produktionsland. USA. Produktionsbolag. Walt Disney Productions. Åldersgräns. Barntillåten. Dialogspråk. So she was considering in her own mind as well as she could, for the hot day made her feel very sleepy and stupid , whether the pleasure of making a daisy-chain would be worth the trouble of getting up and picking the daisies, when suddenly a White Rabbit with pink eyes ran close by her.
Oh dear!
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I shall be late! In another moment down went Alice after it, never once considering how in the world she was to get out again. The rabbit-hole went straight on like a tunnel for some way, and then dipped suddenly down, so suddenly that Alice had not a moment to think about stopping herself before she found herself falling down a very deep well. Either the well was very deep, or she fell very slowly, for she had plenty of time as she went down to look about her and to wonder what was going to happen next.
First, she tried to look down and make out what she was coming to, but it was too dark to see anything; then she looked at the sides of the well, and noticed that they were filled with cupboards and book-shelves; here and there she saw maps and pictures hung upon pegs. Down, down, down. Would the fall never come to an end? Presently she began again. Do you think you could manage it? There was nothing else to do, so Alice soon began talking again.
Dinah my dear! I wish you were down here with me! But do cats eat bats, I wonder? Do cats eat bats? Alice was not a bit hurt, and she jumped up on to her feet in a moment: she looked up, but it was all dark overhead; before her was another long passage, and the White Rabbit was still in sight, hurrying down it.
There were doors all round the hall, but they were all locked; and when Alice had been all the way down one side and up the other, trying every door, she walked sadly down the middle, wondering how she was ever to get out again. However, on the second time round, she came upon a low curtain she had not noticed before, and behind it was a little door about fifteen inches high: she tried the little golden key in the lock, and to her great delight it fitted!
Alice opened the door and found that it led into a small passage, not much larger than a rat-hole: she knelt down and looked along the passage into the loveliest garden you ever saw.
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Oh, how I wish I could shut up like a telescope! I think I could, if I only knew how to begin. And so it was indeed: she was now only ten inches high, and her face brightened up at the thought that she was now the right size for going through the little door into that lovely garden. I wonder what I should be like then? After a while, finding that nothing more happened, she decided on going into the garden at once; but, alas for poor Alice!
Which way? Good-bye, feet! And she went on planning to herself how she would manage it. And how odd the directions will look! Just then her head struck against the roof of the hall: in fact she was now more than nine feet high, and she at once took up the little golden key and hurried off to the garden door. Poor Alice! It was as much as she could do, lying down on one side, to look through into the garden with one eye; but to get through was more hopeless than ever: she sat down and began to cry again.
Stop this moment, I tell you! After a time she heard a little pattering of feet in the distance, and she hastily dried her eyes to see what was coming. How queer everything is to-day! And yesterday things went on just as usual. Let me think: was I the same when I got up this morning? I almost think I can remember feeling a little different. Let me see: four times five is twelve, and four times six is thirteen, and four times seven is—oh dear!
I shall never get to twenty at that rate! I must have been changed for Mabel! I am so very tired of being all alone here! As she said these words her foot slipped, and in another moment, splash!