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...she was a
little startled by seeing the Cheshire Cat sitting on a bough of a
tree a few yards off.
The Cat only grinned when it saw Alice. It looked good- natured, she
thought: still it had VERY long claws and a great many teeth, so she
felt that it ought to be treated with respect.
"Tell me sir, why do you grin
like that?"
"I'm a Cheshire cat," it said, "and that's why."
"Do Cheshire cats always grin? I didn't know that cats COULD grin."
"They all can," said the Cat; "and most of 'em do."
"I don't know of any that do," Alice said very politely, feeling
quite pleased to have entered a conversation.
"You don't know much," said the Cat; "and that's a fact."
`Cheshire Puss,' she began, rather timidly, as she did not at all
know whether it would like the name: however, it only grinned a
little wider.
`Come, it's pleased so far,'
thought Alice, and she went on.
`Would you tell me, please,
which way I ought to go from here?'
`That depends a good deal on where you want to get to,' said the
Cat.
`I don't much care where--' said Alice.
`Then it doesn't matter which way you go,' said the Cat.
`--so long as I get SOMEWHERE,' Alice added as an explanation. |
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