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+<!DOCTYPE html>
+<html xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml" xmlns:epub="http://www.idpf.org/2007/ops">
+<head>
+ <title>Alice's Adventures in Wonderland</title>
+ <link rel="stylesheet" href="css/stylesheet.css" type="text/css"/>
+ <meta charset="utf-8"/>
+</head>
+<body>
+ <section epub:type="chapter">
+
+ <h2 id="pgepubid00010"><a id="VII_A_MAD_TEA-PARTY"></a>A Mad Tea-Party</h2>
+
+ <p>There was a table set out under a tree in front of the
+ house, and the March Hare and the Hatter were having tea at it; a Dormouse was sitting
+ between them, fast asleep.</p>
+
+ <p>The table was a large one, but the three were all crowded together at one corner of
+ it. "No room! No room!" they cried out when they saw Alice coming. "There's
+ <i>plenty</i> of room!" said Alice indignantly, and she sat down in a large arm-chair
+ at one end of the table.</p>
+
+ <p>The Hatter opened his eyes very wide on hearing this, but all he said was "Why is a
+ raven like a writing-desk?"</p>
+
+ <p>"I'm glad they've begun asking riddles&#8212;I believe I can guess that," she added
+ aloud.</p>
+
+ <p>"Do you mean that you think you can find out the answer to it?" said the March
+ Hare.</p>
+
+ <p>"Exactly so," said Alice.</p>
+
+ <p>"Then you should say what you mean," the March Hare went on.</p>
+
+ <p>"I do," Alice hastily replied; "at least&#8212;at least I mean what I
+ say&#8212;that's the same thing, you know."</p>
+
+ <p>"You might just as well say," added the Dormouse, which seemed to be talking in its
+ sleep, "that 'I breathe when I sleep' is the same thing as 'I sleep when I
+ breathe!'"<a id="Page_36" class="pageno" title="[Pg36]"></a></p>
+
+ <p>"It <i>is</i> the same thing with you," said the Hatter, and he poured a little hot
+ tea upon its nose. The Dormouse shook its head impatiently and said, without opening
+ its eyes,"Ofcourse, of course; just what I was going to remark myself."</p>
+
+ <figure class="small">
+ <img src="images/i017_th.jpg" alt="Illo17" />
+ </figure>
+
+ <p>"Have you guessed the riddle yet?" the Hatter said, turning to Alice again.</p>
+
+ <p>"No, I give it up," Alice replied. "What's theanswer?"</p>
+
+ <p>"I haven't the slightest idea," said the Hatter.</p>
+
+ <p>"Nor I,"said the March Hare.</p>
+
+ <p>Alice gave a weary sigh. "I think you might do something better with the time," she
+ said, "than wasting it in asking riddles that have no answers."</p>
+
+ <p>"Take some more tea," the March Hare said to Alice, very earnestly.</p>
+
+ <p>"I've had nothing yet," Alice replied in an offended tone, "so I can't take
+ more."</p>
+
+ <p>"You mean you can't take <i>less</i>," said the Hatter; "it's very easy to take
+ <i>more</i> than nothing."</p>
+
+ <p>At this, Alice got up and walked off. The Dormouse fell asleep instantly and neither
+ of the others took the least notice of her going, thoughshe looked <a id="Page_37"
+ class="pageno" title="[Pg 37]"></a>back once or twice; the last time she saw them, they
+ were trying to put the Dormouse into the tea-pot.</p>
+
+
+ <figure class="full">
+ <img src="images/plate04_th.jpg" alt="The Trial of the Knave of Hearts." title="The Trial of the Knave of Hearts." />
+ <figcaption>
+ <p>The Trial of the Knave of Hearts.</p>
+ </figcaption>
+ </figure>
+
+ <p>"At any rate, I'll never go <i>there</i> again!" said Alice, as she picked her way
+ through the wood. "It's the stupidest tea-party I ever was at in all my life!" Just as
+ she said this, she noticed that one of the trees had a door leading right into it.
+ "That's very curious!" she thought. "I think I may as well go in at once." And in she
+ went.</p>
+
+ <p>Once more she foundherself in the long hall and close to the little glass table.
+ Taking the little golden key, she unlocked the door that led into the garden. Then she
+ set to work nibbling at the mushroom (she had kept a piece of it in her pocket) till
+ she was about a foot high; then she walked down the little passage; and
+ <i>then</i>&#8212;she found herself at last in the beautiful garden, among the bright
+ flower-beds and the cool fountains.</p>
+
+ </section>
+</body>
+</html>