"And what enormous flowers they must be!" was her next idea.

"Something like cottages with the roofs taken off, and stalks put to them--and what quantities of honey they must make! I think I'll go down and--no, I won't JUST yet," she went on, checking herself just as she was beginning to run down the hill, and trying to find some excuse for turning shy so suddenly.

"It'll never do to go down among them without a good long branch to brush them away--and what fun it'll be when they ask me how I like my walk.

I shall say--"Oh, I like it well enough--"" (here came the favourite little toss of the head), ""only it was so dusty and hot, and the elephants did tease so!"" "I think I'll go down the other way," she said after a pause: "and perhaps I may visit the elephants later on.

Besides, I do so want to get into the Third Square!" So with this excuse she ran down the hill and jumped over the first of the six little brooks.
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * "Tickets, please!" said the Guard, putting his head in at the window.
In a moment everybody was holding out a ticket: they were about the same size as the people, and quite seemed to fill the carriage.
"Now then! Show your ticket, child!" the Guard went on, looking angrily at Alice.