Through the Looking-Glass - Charles Dodgson, AKA Lewis Carroll - Страница 1 из 111













THROUGH THE LOOKING-GLASS



By Lewis Carroll





The Millennium Fulcrum Edition 1.7









CHAPTER I. Looking-Glass house



One thing was certain, that the WHITE kitten had had nothing to do with

it:--it was the black kitten's fault entirely. For the white kitten had

been having its face washed by the old cat for the last quarter of

an hour (and bearing it pretty well, considering); so you see that it

COULDN'T have had any hand in the mischief.



The way Dinah washed her children's faces was this: first she held the

poor thing down by its ear with one paw, and then with the other paw she

rubbed its face all over, the wrong way, beginning at the nose: and

just now, as I said, she was hard at work on the white kitten, which was

lying quite still and trying to purr--no doubt feeling that it was all

meant for its good.



But the black kitten had been finished with earlier in the afternoon,

and so, while Alice was sitting curled up in a corner of the great

arm-chair, half talking to herself and half asleep, the kitten had been

having a grand game of romps with the ball of worsted Alice had been

trying to wind up, and had been rolling it up and down till it had all

come undone again; and there it was, spread over the hearth-rug, all

knots and tangles, with the kitten running after its own tail in the

middle.



'Oh, you wicked little thing!' cried Alice, catching up the kitten, and

giving it a little kiss to make it understand that it was in disgrace.


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