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'
Oh
,
much
better
!
'
cried
the
Queen
,
her
voice
rising
to
a
squeak
as
she
went
on
.
'
Much
be-etter
!
Be-etter
!
Be-e-e-etter
!
Be-e-ehh
!
'
The
last
word
ended
in
a
long
bleat
,
so
like
a
sheep
that
Alice
quite
started
.
She
looked
at
the
Queen
,
who
seemed
to
have
suddenly
wrapped
herself
up
in
wool
.
Alice
rubbed
her
eyes
,
and
looked
again
.
She
could
n't
make
out
what
had
happened
at
all
.
Was
she
in
a
shop
?
And
was
that
really
--
was
it
really
a
sheep
that
was
sitting
on
the
other
side
of
the
counter
?
Rub
as
she
could
,
she
could
make
nothing
more
of
it
:
she
was
in
a
little
dark
shop
,
leaning
with
her
elbows
on
the
counter
,
and
opposite
to
her
was
an
old
Sheep
,
sitting
in
an
arm-chair
knitting
,
and
every
now
and
then
leaving
off
to
look
at
her
through
a
great
pair
of
spectacles
.
'
What
is
it
you
want
to
buy
?
'
the
Sheep
said
at
last
,
looking
up
for
a
moment
from
her
knitting
.
'
I
do
n't
quite
know
yet
,
'
Alice
said
,
very
gently
.
'
I
should
like
to
look
all
round
me
first
,
if
I
might
.
'
'
You
may
look
in
front
of
you
,
and
on
both
sides
,
if
you
like
,
'
said
the
Sheep
:
'
but
you
ca
n't
look
all
round
you
--
unless
you
've
got
eyes
at
the
back
of
your
head
.
'
But
these
,
as
it
happened
,
Alice
had
not
got
:
so
she
contented
herself
with
turning
round
,
looking
at
the
shelves
as
she
came
to
them
.
The
shop
seemed
to
be
full
of
all
manner
of
curious
things
--
but
the
oddest
part
of
it
all
was
,
that
whenever
she
looked
hard
at
any
shelf
,
to
make
out
exactly
what
it
had
on
it
,
that
particular
shelf
was
always
quite
empty
:
though
the
others
round
it
were
crowded
as
full
as
they
could
hold
.
'
Things
flow
about
so
here
!
'
she
said
at
last
in
a
plaintive
tone
,
after
she
had
spent
a
minute
or
so
in
vainly
pursuing
a
large
bright
thing
,
that
looked
sometimes
like
a
doll
and
sometimes
like
a
work-box
,
and
was
always
in
the
shelf
next
above
the
one
she
was
looking
at
.
'
And
this
one
is
the
most
provoking
of
all
--
but
I
'll
tell
you
what
--
'
she
added
,
as
a
sudden
thought
struck
her
,
'
I
'll
follow
it
up
to
the
very
top
shelf
of
all
.
It
'll
puzzle
it
to
go
through
the
ceiling
,
I
expect
!
'
But
even
this
plan
failed
:
the
'
thing
'
went
through
the
ceiling
as
quietly
as
possible
,
as
if
it
were
quite
used
to
it
.
'
Are
you
a
child
or
a
teetotum
?
'
the
Sheep
said
,
as
she
took
up
another
pair
of
needles
.
