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As she said this, she looked up, and there was the Cat again. It was sitting on a branch of a tree.

'Did you say pig, or fig?' said the Cat.

'I said pig,' replied Alice; 'can you appear and vanish not so fast, please?'

'All right,' said the Cat; and this time it vanished quite slowly. It began with the end of the tail, and ended with the grin. Its grin remained some time.

'Well! I saw a cat without a grin,' thought Alice; 'but a grin without a cat! How curious!'

She went farther and she saw the house of the March Hare. The chimneys were like ears and the roof was thatched with fur. It was a large house, and she ate a bit of the mushroom, and raised herself to about two feet high.

Chapter VII

A Mad Tea-Party


There was a table under a tree in front of the house, and the March Hare and the Hatter were having tea: a Dormouse was sitting between them, fast asleep. The March Hare and the Hatter were using it as a cushion. They were resting their elbows on it, and talking over its head.

'Very uncomfortable for the Dormouse,' thought Alice; 'but it's asleep, so, I suppose it doesn't mind.'

The table was large, but they were sitting together at one corner of it: 'No room! No room!' they cried out when they saw Alice.

'There's plenty of room!' said Alice indignantly, and she sat down in a large arm-chair at one end of the table.

'Have some wine,' the March Hare said.

Alice looked all round the table, but there was nothing on it but tea.

'I don't see any wine,' she remarked.

'There isn't any,' said the March Hare.

'Why do you offer? It isn't very polite of you,' said Alice angrily.

'It isn't very polite of you to sit down here: nobody invited you,' said the March Hare.

'I didn't know it was your table,' said Alice; 'there are many cups on it.'

The Hatter opened his eyes very wide and said, 'Why is a raven like a writing-desk?'

'I believe I can guess that!' said Alice aloud.

'Do you mean that you think you can answer?' said the March Hare.

'Exactly so,' said Alice.

'Then you must say what you mean,' the March Hare went on.