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Alice was beginning to get very tired of sitting by her sister on the bank and (1) having nothing to do: once or twice she had peeped into the book her sister was reading, but it had no pictures or conversations in it, "and what is the use of a book," thought Alice, "without pictures or conversations?" ..... The rabbit-hole went straight on like a tunnel for some waym and then dipped suddenly down, so suddenly that Alice had not a moment to think about stopping herself (9) she found herself falling down what seemed to be a very deep well. *lp
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