`So I shall be as warm here
as I was in the old room,' thought Alice: `warmer, in fact, because
there'll be no one here to scold me away from the fire. Oh, what fun
it'll be, when they see me through the glass in here, and can't get
at me!'
Then she began looking about, and noticed that what could be seen
from the old room was quite common and uninteresting, but that all
the rest was a different as possible. For instance, the pictures on
the wall next the fire seemed to be all alive, and the very clock on
the chimney-piece (you know you can only see the back of it in the
Looking-glass) had got the face of a little old man, and grinned at
her.
`They don't keep this room so tidy as the other,' Alice thought to
herself, as she noticed several of the chessmen down in the hearth
among the cinders: but in another moment, with a little `Oh!' of
surprise, she was down on her hands and knees watching them. The
chessmen were walking about, two and two!
`Here are the Red King and the Red Queen,' Alice said (in a
whisper, for fear of frightening them), `and there are the White King
and the White Queen sitting on the edge of the shovel -- and here are
two castles walking arm in arm -- I don't think they can hear me,'
she went on, as she put her head closer down, `and I'm nearly sure
they can't see me.
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