• Alice was starting to get very tired of sitting by her sister on the side of the bank, and of having to be bored she was looking in the book her sister was reading, and saw that there were no picures or conversations in it, "And what is the use of this book"? Thought Alice, "With no picures or conversaition"? 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 making a daisy-chain would be worth the trouble of getting up and picking the daisies, when suddenly a White Rabbit with pink eyes ran close by her.There was nothing so very remarkable in that; nor did Alice think it so very much out of the way to hear be too late! ' (when she thought it over afterwards, it occured to her that she ought to have wondered at this, but at time it all seemed quite natural); but fell down a hole and late that night she went to bed in a comfterbul place and dreamed about home and about the madhatter. THE END biggrin