Alice ran a little way into the wood, and stopped under a large
tree. `It can never get at me HERE,' she thought: `it's far too
large to squeeze itself in among the trees. But I wish it wouldn't
flap its wings so -- it make quite a hurricane in the wood -- here's
somebody's shawl being blown away!'
CHAPTER V
Wool and Water
She caught the shawl as she spoke, and looked about for the owner:
in another moment the White Queen came running wildly through the
wood, with both arms stretched out wide, as if she were flying, and
Alice very civilly went to meet her with the shawl.
`I'm very glad I happened to be in the way,' Alice said, as she
helped her to put on her shawl again.
The While Queen only looked at her in a helpless frightened sort of
way, and kept repeating something in a whisper to herself that
sounded like `bread-and-butter, bread-and-butter,' and Alice felt
that if there was to be any conversation at all, she must manage it
herself. So she began rather timidly: `Am I addressing the White
Queen?'
`Well, yes, if you call that a-dressing,' The Queen said. `It
isn't MY notion of the thing, at all.
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