Chapter 9 - The Mock Turtle's Story
`You can't think how glad I am to see you again, you dear old thing!' said
the Duchess, as she tucked her arm affectionately into Alice's, and they
walked off together.
Alice was very glad to find her in such a pleasant temper, and thought
to herself that perhaps it was only the pepper that had made her so savage
when they met in the kitchen.
`When I'M a Duchess,' she said to herself, (not in a very hopeful tone
though), `I won't have any pepper in my kitchen AT ALL. Soup does very
well without--Maybe it's always pepper that makes people hot-tempered,'
she went on, very much pleased at having found out a new kind of rule,
`and vinegar that makes them sour--and camomile that makes them bitter--and--and
barley-sugar and such things that make children sweet-tempered. I only
wish people knew that: then they wouldn't be so stingy about it, you know--'
She had quite forgotten the Duchess by this time, and was a little startled
when she heard her voice close to her ear. `You're thinking about something,
my dear, and that makes you forget to talk. I can't tell you just now what
the moral of that is, but I shall remember it in a bit.'
`Perhaps it hasn't one,' Alice ventured to remark.
`Tut, tut, child!' said the Duchess. `Everything's got a moral, if only
you can find it.' And she squeezed herself up closer to Alice's side as
she spoke.
Alice did not much like keeping so close to her: first, because the
Duchess was VERY ugly; and secondly, because she was exactly the right
height to rest her chin upon Alice's shoulder, and it was an uncomfortably
sharp chin. However, she did not like to be rude, so she bore it as well
as she could.
`The game's going on rather better now,' she said, by way of keeping
up the conversation a little.
`'Tis so,' said the Duchess: `and the moral of that is--"Oh, 'tis love,
'tis love, that makes the world go round!"'
`Somebody said,' Alice whispered, `that it's done by everybody minding
their own business!'
`Ah, well! It means much the same thing,' said the Duchess, digging
her sharp little chin into Alice's shoulder as she added, `and the moral
of THAT is--"Take care of the sense, and the sounds will take care of themselves."' |