"But I wish it wouldn't flap it's wings so- it makes quite a hurricane in the wood..."
"...-here's somebody's shawl being blown away!"
...the White Queen came running wildly through the wood, with both arms stretched out wide, as if she were flying...
"The brush has got entangled in it!"..."And I lost the comb yesterday."
Alice couldn't help laughing, as she said, "I don't want you to hire me- and I don't care for jam."
Alice had to hold both her hands over her ears.
"Consider what a great girl you are. Consider what a long way you've come today. Consider what o' clock it is. Consider anything, only don't cry!"
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