Down the Rabbit Hole
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`Well, I should like to be a LITTLE larger, sir, if you wouldn’t mind,’ said Alice: `three inches is such a wretched height to be.’
`It is a very good height indeed!’ said the Caterpillar angri
ly, rearing itself upright as it spoke (it was exactly three inches high).
`But I’m not used to it!’ pleaded poor Alice in a piteous tone. And she thought of herself, `I wish the creatures wouldn’t be so easily offended!’
`You’ll get used to it in time,’ said the Caterpillar; and it put the hookah into its mouth and began smoking again.
This time Alice waited patiently until it chose to speak again. In a minute or two the Caterpillar took the hookah out of its mouth and yawned once or twice, and shook itself. Then it got down off the mushroom, and crawled away in the grass, merely remarking as it went, `One side will make you grow taller, and the other side will make you grow shorter.’
`One side of WHAT? The other side of WHAT?’ thought Alice to herself.
`Of the mushroom,’ said the Caterpillar, just as if she had asked it aloud; and in another moment it was out of sight.