Has lasted the rest of my life.'

    `You are old,' said the youth, `one would hardly suppose

      That your eye was as steady as ever;

    Yet you balanced an eel on the end of your nose--

      What made you so awfully clever?'

    `I have answered three questions, and that is enough,'

      Said his father; `don't give yourself airs!

    Do you think I can listen all day to such stuff?

      Be off, or I'll kick you down stairs!'

  `That is not said right,' said the Caterpillar.

  `Not QUITE right, I'm afraid,' said Alice, timidly; `some of the

words have got altered.'

  `It is wrong from beginning to end,' said the Caterpillar

decidedly, and there was silence for some minutes.

  The Caterpillar was the first to speak.

  `What size do you want to be?' it asked.

  `Oh, I'm not particular as to size,' Alice hastily replied;

`only one doesn't like changing so often, you know.'

  `I DON'T know,' said the Caterpillar.

  Alice said nothing:  she had never been so much contradicted in

her life before, and she felt that she was losing her temper.

  `Are you content now?' said the Caterpillar.

  `Well, I should like to be a LITTLE larger, sir, if you

wouldn't mind,' said Alice:  `three inches is such a wretched

height to be.'

  `It is a very good height indeed!' said the Caterpillar

angrily, rearing itself upright as it spoke (it was exactly three

inches high).

  `But I'm not used to it!' pleaded poor Alice in a piteous tone.

And she thought of herself, `I wish the creatures wouldn't be so

easily offended!'

  `You'll get used to it in time,' said the Caterpillar; and it

put the hookah into its mouth and began smoking again.

  This time Alice waited patiently until it chose to speak again.

In a minute or two the Caterpillar took the hookah out of its

mouth and yawned once or twice, and shook itself.  Then it got

down off the mushroom, and crawled away in the grass, merely

remarking as it went, `One side will make you grow taller, and

the other side will make you grow shorter.'

  `One side of WHAT?  The other side of WHAT?' thought Alice to

herself.

  `Of the mushroom,' said the Caterpillar, just as if she had

asked it aloud; and in another moment it was out of sight. ()