CHAPTER I. Down the Rabbit-Hole
Alice was starting to get very sick and tired of sitting by her sister in the bank, and of having absolutely nothing to once do or twice she had peeped to the book her sister was reading, nonetheless it had no pictures or conversations with it, ‘and what’s the use of a novel,’ thought Alice ‘without pictures or conversations?’
So she was considering in her own mind (as well as she could, for the hot day made her feel very sleepy and stupid), whether the pleasure of creating a daisy-chain will be worth the trouble of getting up and picking the daisies, when suddenly a White Rabbit with pink eyes ran near by her.
There clearly was nothing so VERY remarkable for the reason that; nor did Alice think it so VERY much out of the solution to hear the Rabbit say to itself, ‘Oh dear! Oh dear! I will be late!’ (when she thought it over afterwards, it occurred to her at it, and then hurried on, Alice started to her feet, for it flashed across her mind that she had never before seen a rabbit with either a waistcoat-pocket, or a watch to take out of it, and burning with curiosity, she ran across best paper writing service the field after it, and fortunately was just in time to see it pop down a large rabbit-hole under the hedge that she ought to have wondered at this, but at the time it all seemed quite natural); but when the Rabbit actually TOOK A WATCH OUT OF ITS WAISTCOAT-POCKET, and looked.