For a few minutes all went on well, and she was just saying,
`I really SHALL do it this time -- ' when the path gave a sudden
twist and shook itself (as she described it afterwards), and the next
moment she found herself actually walking in at the door.
'Oh, it's too bad!' she cried. `I never saw such a house for
getting in the way! Never!'
However, there was the hill full in sight, so there was nothing to
be done but start again. This time she came upon a large flower-bed,
with a border of daisies, and a willow-tree growing in the middle.
`O Tiger-lily,' said Alice, addressing herself to one that was
waving gracefully about in the wind, `I WISH you could talk!'
`We CAN talk,' said the Tiger-lily: `when there's anybody worth
talking to."
Alice was so astonished that she could not speak for a minute: it
quite seemed to take her breath away. At length, as the Tiger-lily
only went on waving about, she spoke again, in a timid voice --
almost in a whisper. `And can ALL the flowers talk?'
`As well as YOU can,' said the Tiger-lily. `And a great deal
louder.'
`It isn't manners for us to begin, you know,' said the Rose, `and I
really was wondering when you'd speak! Said I to myself, "Her face
has got SOME sense in it, thought it's not a clever one!" Still,
you're the right colour, and that goes a long way.
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