indeed: when Alice first found her in the ashes, she had been
only three inches high--and here she was, half a head taller
than Alice herself!

'It's the fresh air that does it,' said the Rose:
'wonderfully fine air it is, out here.'

'I think I'll go and meet her,' said Alice, for, though the
flowers were interesting enough, she felt that it would be far
grander to have a talk with a real Queen.

'You can't possibly do that,' said the Rose: '_I_ should
advise you to walk the other way.'

This sounded nonsense to Alice, so she said nothing, but set
off at once towards the Red Queen. To her surprise, she lost
sight of her in a moment, and found herself walking in at the
front-door again.

A little provoked, she drew back, and after looking everywhere
for the queen (whom she spied out at last, a long way off), she
thought she would try the plan, this time, of walking in the
opposite direction.

It succeeded beautifully. She had not been walking a minute
before she found herself face to face with the Red Queen, and
full in sight of the hill she had been so long aiming at.

'Where do you come from?' said the Red Queen. 'And where are
you going? Look up, speak nicely, and don't twiddle your fingers