The story opens on the bank of a river. The location is not specified, but it is presumably near Oxford, England.
Alice looked at the jury-box, and saw that, in her haste, she had put the Lizard in head downwards, and the poor little thing was waving its tail about in a melancholy way, being quite unable to move.
She soon got it out again, and put it right; 'not that it signifies much,' she said to herself; 'I should think it would be quite as much use in the trial one way up as the other.
They were just beginning to write this down on their slates, when the White Rabbit interrupted: Some of the jury wrote it down 'important,' and some 'unimportant. At this moment the King, who had been for some time busily writing in his note-book, cackled out 'Silence! All persons more than a mile high to leave the court.
The King turned pale, and shut his note-book hastily. The jury all brightened up again. You MUST have meant some mischief, or else you'd have signed your name like an honest man. The White Rabbit put on his spectacles.
She gave me a good character, But said I could not swim. He sent them word I had not gone We know it to be true: If she should push the matter on, What would become of you?
I gave her one, they gave him two, You gave us three or more; They all returned from him to you, Though they were mine before. If I or she should chance to be Involved in this affair, He trusts to you to set them free, Exactly as we were.
My notion was that you had been Before she had this fit An obstacle that came between Him, and ourselves, and it.
Don't let him know she liked them best, For this must ever be A secret, kept from all the rest, Between yourself and me. And yet I don't know,' he went on, spreading out the verses on his knee, and looking at them with one eye; 'I seem to see some meaning in them, after all.
The Knave shook his head sadly. Which he certainly did not, being made entirely of cardboard. Then again—"before she had this fit—" you never had fits, my dear, I think? The unfortunate little Bill had left off writing on his slate with one finger, as he found it made no mark; but he now hastily began again, using the ink, that was trickling down his face, as long as it lasted.
There was a dead silence. Off with her head!
But her sister sat still just as she left her, leaning her head on her hand, watching the setting sun, and thinking of little Alice and all her wonderful Adventures, till she too began dreaming after a fashion, and this was her dream: The long grass rustled at her feet as the White Rabbit hurried by—the frightened Mouse splashed his way through the neighbouring pool—she could hear the rattle of the teacups as the March Hare and his friends shared their never-ending meal, and the shrill voice of the Queen ordering off her unfortunate guests to execution—once more the pig-baby was sneezing on the Duchess's knee, while plates and dishes crashed around it—once more the shriek of the Gryphon, the squeaking of the Lizard's slate-pencil, and the choking of the suppressed guinea-pigs, filled the air, mixed up with the distant sobs of the miserable Mock Turtle.
So she sat on, with closed eyes, and half believed herself in Wonderland, though she knew she had but to open them again, and all would change to dull reality—the grass would be only rustling in the wind, and the pool rippling to the waving of the reeds—the rattling teacups would change to tinkling sheep-bells, and the Queen's shrill cries to the voice of the shepherd boy—and the sneeze of the baby, the shriek of the Gryphon, and all thy other queer noises, would change she knew to the confused clamour of the busy farm-yard—while the lowing of the cattle in the distance would take the place of the Mock Turtle's heavy sobs.
Lastly, she pictured to herself how this same little sister of hers would, in the after-time, be herself a grown woman; and how she would keep, through all her riper years, the simple and loving heart of her childhood: Alice's Adventures in Wonderland.n Alice's Adventures in Wonderland (), Alice talks to herself just after she gulps down the bottle that was labeled "DRINK ME." Suddenly she finds herself to be extremely large in size in comparison to her miniaturized surroundings.
The Cheshire Cat tells Alice that everyone in Wonderland is mad. He even says that Alice is mad.
Alice tells her sister of her dream and goes inside for tea. Her sister is left wondering about Alice’s adventures. Alice in Wonderland Characters and Analysis; Major Themes of Alice in Wonderland;. The Trials of Alice in Wonderland. Based on two of the greatest works in children's literature, this fast-paced and witty show is set in Wonderland's courtroom, where Alice is on trial.
‘Alice in wonderland By Lewis Carroll’ chapter analysis The book begins in the company of a poem about a golden afternoon spent rowing on a river: the narrator of the poem is pressured by three girls (Prima, Secunda and Tertia) to tell them a wild story.
Nov 08, · It is here that Absolom explains to Alice how she had been to Wonderland before, and suddenly, it all comes back to her, that what she thought originally was a dream was real. After her revelation, Alice dons the armor prepared for her by the White Queen, and takes up the vorpal sword.
LitCharts assigns a color and icon to each theme in Alice's Adventures in Wonderland, which you can use to track the themes throughout the work. Alice in Wonderland is a dream world, full of curiousness, confusion and talking animals.