‘Come now,’ she said. ‘Stop crying at once. What’s the use of crying? She was a strange child, and often talked to herself like this.
Soon she saw a little glass box near her on the floor. She opened it, and found a very small cake with the words EAT ME on it.
Nothing could surprise Alice now. ‘Well, I’ll eat it,’ she said. ‘If I get taller, I can take the key off the table. And if I get smaller, I can get under the door. One way or another. I’ll get into the garden. So it doesn’t matter what happens!’
She ate a bit of the cake, and then put her hand on top of her head. ‘Which way? Which way? She asked herself, a little afraid. Nothing happened. This was not really surprising. People don’t usually get taller or shorter when they eat cake. But a lot of strange things were happening to Alice today. ‘It will be very boring,’ she said, ‘if nothing happens.’
So she went on eating, and very soon the cake was finished.
