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got a head on her—" "She must be sent as a message by the telegraph—" "She must draw the train herself the rest of the way—," and so on.
But the gentleman dressed in white paper leaned forward and whispered in her ear, "Never mind what they all say, my dear, but take a return ticket every time the train stops."
"Indeed, I sha'n't!" Alice said, rather impatiently. "I don't belong to this railway journey at all—I was in a wood just now—and I wish I could get back there!"
"You might make a joke on that," said the little voice close to her ear—"something about 'you would if you could,' you know."
"Don't tease so," said Alice, looking about in vain to see where the voice came from. "If you're so anxious to have a joke made, why don't you make one yourself?"
The little voice sighed deeply. It
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