Chapter I - Down the Rabbit-Hole.

ALICE: I wonder how many miles I’ve fallen by this time? I must be getting somewhere near the centre of the earth. Let me see: that would be four thousand miles down, I think [...] yes, that’s about the right distance—but then I wonder what Latitude or Longitude I’ve got to? [...] I wonder if I shall fall right through the earth! How funny it’ll seem to come out among the people that walk with their heads downward! The Antipathies, I think [...] but I shall have to ask them what the name of the country is, you know. Please, Ma’am, is this New Zealand or Australia? [...] And what an ignorant little girl she’ll think me for asking! No, it’ll never do to ask: perhaps I shall see it written up somewhere. [...] Dinah’ll miss me very much to-night, I should think! [...] I hope they’ll remember her saucer of milk at tea-time. Dinah my dear! I wish you were down here with me! There are no mice in the air, I’m afraid, but you might catch a bat, and that’s very like a mouse, you know. But do cats eat bats, I wonder? [...] Do cats eat bats? Do cats eat bats? [...] Do bats eat cats? [...] Now, Dinah, tell me the truth: did you ever eat a bat? [she landed upon a heap of sticks and dry leaves]