Voorbeeld: Boek

74 Wool and Water bled back into her place, and began to arrange her new- found treasures. What mattered it to her just than that the rushes had begun to fade, and to lose all their scent and beauty, from the very moment that she picked them? Even real scented rushes, you know, last only a very little while— and these, being dream-rushes, melted away almost like snow, as they lay in heaps at her feet— but Alice hardly noticed this, there were so many other curious things to think about. They hadn’t gone much farther before the blade of one of the oars got fast in the water and wouldn’t come out again (so Alice explained it afterwards), and the conse- quence was that the handle of it caught her under the chin, and, in spite of a series of little shrieks of ‘Oh, oh, oh!’ from poor Alice, it swept her straight off the seat,and down among the heap of rushes. However, she wasn’t hurt, and was soon up again: the Sheep went on with her knitting all the while, just as if noth- ing had happened. ‘That was a nice crab you caught!’ she remarked, as Alice got back into her place, very much relieved to find herself still in the boat. ‘Was it? I didn’t see it,’ Said Alice, peeping cautiously over the side of the boat into the dark water. ‘I wish it hadn’t let go— I should so like to see a little crab to take home with me!’ But the Sheep only laughed scornfully, and went on with her knitting. ‘Are there many crabs here?’ said Alice. ‘Crabs, and all sorts of things,’ said the Sheep: ‘plenty of choice, only make up your mind. Now, what do you want to buy?’ ‘To buy!’Alice echoes in a tone that was half astonished and half frightened— for the oars, and the boat, and the river, had vanished all in a moment, and she was back again in the little dark shop. ‘I should like to buy an egg, please,’ she said timidly. ‘How do you sell them?’