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said Alice. “Why?” “It does boots and shoes,” the Gryphon replied
Alice was thoroughly puzzled. “Does the boots and shoes!” she
repeated in a wondering tone.
“Why, what are your shoes done with?” said the Gryphon. “I
mean, what makes them so shiny?” Alice looked down at them,
and considered a little before she gave her answer. “They’re done
with blacking, I believe.” “Boots and shoes under the sea,” the
Gryphon went on in a deep voice, “are done with whiting. Now
you know.” “And what are they made of?” Alice asked in a tone of
“Soles and eels, of course,” the Gryphon replied, rather
impatiently: “any shrimp could have told you that.” “If I’d been
the whiting,” said Alice, whose thoughts were still running on the
song, “I’d have said to the porpoise ‘Keep back, please! We don’t
want you with us!’” “They were obliged to have him with them,”
the Mock Turtle said. “No wise fish would go anywhere without a
porpoise.” “Wouldn’t it, really?” said Alice, in a tone of great
“Of course not,” said the Mock Turtle. “Why, if a fish came to me,
and told me he was going a journey, I should say ‘With what
porpoise?’” “Don’t you mean ‘purpose’?” said Alice.
“I mean what I say,” the Mock Turtle replied, in an offended tone.
And the Gryphon added “Come, let’s hear some of your
“I could tell you my adventures-beginning from this morning,”
said Alice a little timidly; “but it’s no use going back to yesterday,
because I was a different person then.” “Explain all that,” said the
“No! no! The adventures first,” said the Gryphon in an impatient
tone: “explanations take such a dreadful time.” So Alice began
telling them her adventures from the time when she first saw the
White Rabbit. She was a little nervous about it, just at first, the two
creatures got so close to her, one on each side, and opened their
eyes and mouths so very wide; but she gained courage as she went
on. Her listeners were perfectly quiet till she got to the part about
her repeating “You are old, Father William,” to the Caterpillar, and
the words all coming different, and then the Mock Turtle drew a
long breath, and said “That’s very curious!” “It’s all about as
curious as it can be,” said the Gryphon.
“It all came different!” the Mock Turtle repeated thoughtfully. “I
should like to hear her try and repeat something now. Tell her to
begin.” He looked at the Gryphon as if he thought it had some
kind of authority over Alice.