"I think that might help a little." "I'll tell you, if you'll move a little further on," the Fawn said.

"I can't remember here." So they walked on together though the wood, Alice with her arms clasped lovingly round the soft neck of the Fawn, till they came out into another open field, and here the Fawn gave a sudden bound into the air, and shook itself free from Alice's arms.

"I'm a Fawn!" it cried out in a voice of delight, "and, dear me! you're a human child!" A sudden look of alarm came into its beautiful brown eyes, and in another moment it had darted away at full speed.
Alice stood looking after it, almost ready to cry with vexation at having lost her dear little fellow-traveller so suddenly.

"However, I know my name now." she said, "that's SOME comfort.

Alice--Alice--I won't forget it again.