Alice was beginning
          to get very tired of
               sitting by her sister
                   on the bank,
           and of
            having nothing to do:
         once or twice
             she had
                 peeped into
                       the book
                     her sister
                was reading,
           but it
            had no pictures
                  or conversations in it,
         'and what
            is the use
                   of a book,'
         thought Alice 'without
              pictures or
                conversation?'

    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 the Rabbit
                      say to itself,
         'Oh dear!

    Oh dear!

    I shall be late!'

    (when she thought
           it over afterwards,
         it occurred to her
             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 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 the field
              after it,
         and fortunately
            was just in time
                  to see it pop
                       down a large rabbit-hole
                     under the hedge.

    In another moment down
        went Alice after it,
           never once considering
             how in the world
                 she was
                      to get out again.

    The rabbit-hole
        went straight
               on like a tunnel
             for some way,
           and then dipped suddenly down,
         so suddenly
             that Alice
                had not a moment
                      to think about stopping herself
             before she found
                   herself falling
                       down a very deep well.

    Either the well
        was very deep,
           or she fell very slowly,
         for she
            had plenty of time as
             she went down
                  to look
                       about her and to wonder
             what was going
                  to happen next.

    First,
           she tried
              to look
                   down and make out
             what she was coming to,
         but it
            was too dark
                  to see anything;
        then she looked at
               the sides of the well,
           and noticed
             that they
                were filled
                       with cupboards and book-shelves;
        here and there
             she saw maps and pictures
                   hung upon pegs.

    She took
           down a jar
               from one
                   of the shelves as
         she passed;
        it was labelled
         'ORANGE MARMALADE',
               but to her great
                 disappointment
                    it
                was empty:
             she did not like
                  to drop the jar
                       for fear of killing somebody,
               so managed
                  to put it
                       into one
                           of the cupboards as
                 she fell past it.

    'Well!'

    thought Alice to herself,
         'after such a fall
               as this,
             I shall think nothing
                   of tumbling down stairs!

    How brave
        they'll all
              think me at home!

    Why,
           I wouldn't say anything
               about it,
         even if
             I fell
                   off the top
                       of the house!'

    (Which was very likely true.)

    Down,
           down,
         down.

    Would the fall NEVER
          come to an end!

    'I wonder
         how many miles
            I've fallen by this time?'

    she said aloud.

    'I must be getting somewhere
           near the centre
               of the earth.