`Digging for apples, indeed!' said the Rabbit angrily.  `Here!

Come and help me out of THIS!'  (Sounds of more broken glass.)

  `Now tell me, Pat, what's that in the window?'

  `Sure, it's an arm, yer honour!'  (He pronounced it `arrum.')

  `An arm, you goose!   Who ever saw one that size?  Why, it

fills the whole window!'

  `Sure, it does, yer honour:  but it's an arm for all that.'

  `Well, it's got no business there, at any rate:  go and take it

away!'

  There was a long silence after this, and Alice could only hear

whispers now and then; such as, `Sure, I don't like it, yer

honour, at all, at all!'  `Do as I tell you, you coward!' and at

last she spread out her hand again, and made another snatch in

the air.  This time there were TWO little shrieks, and more

sounds of broken glass.  `What a number of cucumber-frames there

must be!' thought Alice.  `I wonder what they'll do next!  As for

pulling me out of the window, I only wish they COULD!  I'm sure I

don't want to stay in here any longer!'

  She waited for some time without hearing anything more:  at

last came a rumbling of little cartwheels, and the sound of a

good many voices all talking together:  she made out the words:

`Where's the other ladder?--Why, I hadn't to bring but one;

Bill's got the other--Bill! fetch it here, lad!--Here, put 'em up

at this corner--No, tie 'em together first--they don't reach half

high enough yet--Oh! they'll do well enough; don't be particular--

Here, Bill! catch hold of this rope--Will the roof bear?--Mind

that loose slate--Oh, it's coming down!  Heads below!' (a loud

crash)--`Now, who did that?--It was Bill, I fancy--Who's to go

down the chimney?--Nay, I shan't! YOU do it!--That I won't,

then!--Bill's to go down--Here, Bill! the master says you're to

go down the chimney!'

  `Oh! So Bill's got to come down the chimney, has he?' said

Alice to herself.  `Shy, they seem to put everything upon Bill!

I wouldn't be in Bill's place for a good deal:  this fireplace is

narrow, to be sure; but I THINK I can kick a little!'

  She drew her foot as far down the chimney as she could, and

waited till she heard a little animal (she couldn't guess of what

sort it was) scratching and scrambling about in the chimney close

above her:  then, saying to herself `This is Bill,' she gave one

sharp kick, and waited to see what would happen next.

  The first thing she heard was a general chorus of `There goes

Bill!' then the Rabbit's voice along--`Catch him, you by the ()