said Alice . ` Why not ? ' said the March Hare . Alice was silent . The Dormouse had closed its eyes by this time , and was going off into a doze ; but , on being pinched by the Hatter , it woke up again with a little shriek , and went on : ' -- that begins with an M , such as mouse-traps , and the moon , and memory , and muchness -- you know you say things are `` much of a muchness '' -- did you ever see such a thing as a drawing of a muchness ? ' ` Really , now you ask me , ' said Alice , very much confused , ' I do n't think -- ' ` Then you should n't talk , ' said the Hatter . This piece of rudeness was more than Alice could bear : she got up in great disgust , and walked off ; the Dormouse fell asleep instantly , and neither of the others took the least notice of her going , though she looked back once or twice , half hoping that they would call after her : the last time she saw them , they were trying to put the Dormouse into the teapot . ` At any rate I 'll never go THERE again ! ' said Alice as she picked her way through the wood . ` It 's the stupidest tea-party I ever was at in all my life ! ' Just as she said this , she noticed that one of the trees had a door leading right into it . ` That 's very curious ! ' she thought . ` But everything 's curious today . I think I may as well go in at once . ' And in she went . Once more she found herself in the long hall , and close to the little glass table . ` Now , I 'll manage better this time , ' she said to herself , and began by taking the little golden key , and unlocking the door that led into the garden . Then she went to work nibbling at the mushroom -LRB- she had kept a piece of it in her pocket -RRB- till she was about a foot high : then she walked down the little passage : and THEN -- she found herself at last in the beautiful garden , among the bright flower-beds and the cool fountains . CHAPTER VIII .
The Queen 's Croquet-Ground A large rose-tree stood near the entrance of the XXXXX : the roses growing on it were white , but there were three gardeners at it , busily painting them red .
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