回血大发回血一对一回血* * * * * * *`Come, my head's free at last!' said Alice in a tone ofdelight, which changed into alarm in another moment, when shefound that her shoulders were nowhere to be found: all she couldsee, when she looked down, was an immense length of neck, whichseemed to rise like a stalk out of a sea of green leaves that layfar below her.`What CAN all that green stuff be?' said Alice. `And whereHAVE my shoulders got to? And oh, my poor hands, how is it Ican't see you?' She was moving them about as she spoke, but noresult seemed to follow, except a little shaking among thedistant green leaves.As there seemed to be no chance of getting her hands up to herhead, she tried to get her head down to them, and was delightedto find that her neck would bend about easily in any direction,like a serpent. She had just succeeded in curving it down into agraceful zigzag, and was going to dive in among the leaves, whichshe found to be nothing but the tops of the trees under which shehad been wandering, when a sharp hiss made her draw back in ahurry: a large pigeon had flown into her face, and was beatingher violently with its wings.`Serpent!' screamed the Pigeon.`I'm NOT a serpent!' said Alice indignantly. `Let me alone!'`Serpent, I say again!' repeated the Pigeon, but in a moresubdued tone, and added with a kind of sob, `I've tried everyway, and nothing seems to suit them!'`I haven't the least idea what you're talking about,' saidAlice.`I've tried the roots of trees, and I've tried banks, and I'vetried hedges,' the Pigeon went on, without attending to her; `butthose serpents! There's no pleasing them!'Alice was more and more puzzled, but she thought there was nouse in saying anything more till the Pigeon had finished.`As if it wasn't trouble enough hatching the eggs,' said thePigeon; `but I must be on the look-out for serpents night andday! Why, I haven't had a wink of sleep these three weeks!'`I'm very sorry you've been annoyed,' said Alice, who wasbeginning to see its meaning.`And just as I'd taken the highest tree in the wood,' continuedthe Pigeon, raising its voice to a shriek, `and just as I wasthinking I should be free of them at last, they must needs comewriggling down from the sky! Ugh, Serpent!'`But I'm NOT a serpent, I tell you!' said Alice. `I'm a--I'ma--'`Well! WHAT are you?' said the Pigeon. `I can see you'retrying to invent something!'`I--I'm a little girl,' said Alice, rather doubtfully, as sheremembered the number of changes she had gone through that day.`A likely story indeed!' said the Pigeon in a tone of thedeepest contempt. `I've seen a good many little girls in mytime, but never ONE with such a neck as that! No, no! You're aserpent; and there's no use denying it. I suppose you'll betelling me next that you never tasted an egg!'`I HAVE tasted eggs, certainly,' said Alice, who was a verytruthful child; `but little girls eat eggs quite as much asserpents do, you know.'`I don't believe it,' said the Pigeon; `but if they do, whythen they're a kind of serpent, that's all I can say.'This was such a new idea to Alice, that she was quite silentfor a minute or two, which gave the Pigeon the opportunity ofadding, `You're looking for eggs, I know THAT well enough; andwhat does it matter to me whether you're a little girl or aserpent?'`It matters a good deal to ME,' said Alice hastily; `but I'mnot looking for eggs, as it happens; and if I was, I shouldn'twant YOURS: I don't like them raw.'`Well, be off, then!' said the Pigeon in a sulky tone, as itsettled down again into its nest. Alice crouched down among thetrees as well as she could, for her neck kept getting entangledamong the branches, and every now and then she had to stop anduntwist it. After a while she remembered that she still held thepieces of mushroom in her hands, and she set to work verycarefully, nibbling first at one and then at the other, andgrowing sometimes taller and sometimes shorter, until she hadsucceeded in bringing herself down to her usual height.It was so long since she had been anything near the right size,that it felt quite strange at first; but she got used to it in afew minutes, and began talking to herself, as usual. `Come,there's half my plan done now! How puzzling all these changesare! I'm never sure what I'm going to be, from one minute toanother! However, I've got back to my right size: the nextthing is, to get into that beautiful garden--how IS that to bedone, I wonder?' As she said this, she came suddenly upon anopen place, with a little house in it about four feet high.`Whoever lives there,' thought Alice, `it'll never do to comeupon them THIS size: why, I should frighten them out of theirwits!' So she began nibbling at the righthand bit again, and didnot venture to go near the house till she had brought herselfdown to nine inches high.
回血回血CHAPTER VI大发回血一对一回血回血Pig and Pepper回血
回血For a minute or two she stood looking at the house, andwondering what to do next, when suddenly a footman in livery camerunning out of the wood--(she considered him to be a footmanbecause he was in livery: otherwise, judging by his face only,she would have called him a fish)--and rapped loudly at the doorwith his knuckles. It was opened by another footman in livery,with a round face, and large eyes like a frog; and both footmen,Alice noticed, had powdered hair that curled all over theirheads. She felt very curious to know what it was all about, andcrept a little way out of the wood to listen.The Fish-Footman began by producing from under his arm a greatletter, nearly as large as himself, and this he handed over tothe other, saying, in a solemn tone, `For the Duchess. Aninvitation from the Queen to play croquet.' The Frog-Footmanrepeated, in the same solemn tone, only changing the order of thewords a little, `From the Queen. An invitation for the Duchessto play croquet.'Then they both bowed low, and their curls got entangledtogether.Alice laughed so much at this, that she had to run back intothe wood for fear of their hearing her; and when she next peepedout the Fish-Footman was gone, and the other was sitting on theground near the door, staring stupidly up into the sky.Alice went timidly up to the door, and knocked.`There's no sort of use in knocking,' said the Footman, `andthat for two reasons. First, because I'm on the same side of thedoor as you are; secondly, because they're making such a noiseinside, no one could possibly hear you.' And certainly there wasa most extraordinary noise going on within--a constant howlingand sneezing, and every now and then a great crash, as if a dishor kettle had been broken to pieces.`Please, then,' said Alice, `how am I to get in?'`There might be some sense in your knocking,' the Footman wenton without attending to her, `if we had the door between us. Forinstance, if you were INSIDE, you might knock, and I could letyou out, you know.' He was looking up into the sky all the timehe was speaking, and this Alice thought decidedly uncivil. `Butperhaps he can't help it,' she said to herself; `his eyes are soVERY nearly at the top of his head. But at any rate he mightanswer questions.--How am I to get in?' she repeated, aloud.`I shall sit here,' the Footman remarked, `till tomorrow--'At this moment the door of the house opened, and a large platecame skimming out, straight at the Footman's head: it justgrazed his nose, and broke to pieces against one of the treesbehind him.`--or next day, maybe,' the Footman continued in the same tone,exactly as if nothing had happened.`How am I to get in?' asked Alice again, in a louder tone.`ARE you to get in at all?' said the Footman. `That's thefirst question, you know.'It was, no doubt: only Alice did not like to be told so.`It's really dreadful,' she muttered to herself, `the way all thecreatures argue. It's enough to drive one crazy!'The Footman seemed to think this a good opportunity forrepeating his remark, with variations. `I shall sit here,' hesaid, `on and off, for days and days.'`But what am I to do?' said Alice.`Anything you like,' said the Footman, and began whistling.`Oh, there's no use in talking to him,' said Alice desperately:`he's perfectly idiotic!' And she opened the door and went in.The door led right into a large kitchen, which was full ofsmoke from one end to the other: the Duchess was sitting on athree-legged stool in the middle, nursing a baby; the cook wasleaning over the fire, stirring a large cauldron which seemed tobe full of soup.`There's certainly too much pepper in that soup!' Alice said toherself, as well as she could for sneezing.There was certainly too much of it in the air. Even theDuchess sneezed occasionally; and as for the baby, it wassneezing and howling alternately without a moment's pause. Theonly things in the kitchen that did not sneeze, were the cook,and a large cat which was sitting on the hearth and grinning fromear to ear.`Please would you tell me,' said Alice, a little timidly, forshe was not quite sure whether it was good manners for her tospeak first, `why your cat grins like that?'`It's a Cheshire cat,' said the Duchess, `and that's why. Pig!'She said the last word with such sudden violence that Alicequite jumped; but she saw in another moment that it was addressedto the baby, and not to her, so she took courage, and went onagain:--`I didn't know that Cheshire cats always grinned; in fact, Ididn't know that cats COULD grin.'`They all can,' said the Duchess; `and most of 'em do.'`I don't know of any that do,' Alice said very politely,feeling quite pleased to have got into a conversation.`You don't know much,' said the Duchess; `and that's a fact.'Alice did not at all like the tone of this remark, and thoughtit would be as well to introduce some other subject ofconversation. While she was trying to fix on one, the cook tookthe cauldron of soup off the fire, and at once set to workthrowing everything within her reach at the Duchess and the baby--the fire-irons came first; then followed a shower of saucepans,plates, and dishes. The Duchess took no notice of them even whenthey hit her; and the baby was howling so much already, that itwas quite impossible to say whether the blows hurt it or not.`Oh, PLEASE mind what you're doing!' cried Alice, jumping upand down in an agony of terror. `Oh, there goes his PRECIOUSnose'; as an unusually large saucepan flew close by it, and verynearly carried it off.`If everybody minded their own business,' the Duchess said in ahoarse growl, `the world would go round a deal faster than itdoes.'`Which would NOT be an advantage,' said Alice, who felt veryglad to get an opportunity of showing off a little of herknowledge. `Just think of what work it would make with the dayand night! You see the earth takes twenty-four hours to turnround on its axis--'`Talking of axes,' said the Duchess, `chop off her head!'Alice glanced rather anxiously at the cook, to see if she meantto take the hint; but the cook was busily stirring the soup, andseemed not to be listening, so she went on again: `Twenty-fourhours, I THINK; or is it twelve? I--'`Oh, don't bother ME,' said the Duchess; `I never could abidefigures!' And with that she began nursing her child again,singing a sort of lullaby to it as she did so, and giving it aviolent shake at the end of every line:回血回血详情