Alice went, and we looked over the banisters.

When she opened the door, she said at once, 'Will you walk in, please ?' The person at the door said, 'I called to see your Pa, miss.

Is he at home ?' Alice said again, 'Will you walk in, please ?' Then the person--it sounded like a man--said, 'He is in, then ?' But Alice only kept on saying, 'Will you walk in, please ?' so at last the man did, rubbing his boots very loudly on the mat.
Then Alice shut the front door, and we saw that it was the butcher, with an envelope in his hand.

He was not dressed in blue, like when he is cutting up the sheep and things in the shop, and he wore knickerbockers.
Alice says he came on a bicycle.

She led the way into the dining-room, where the Castilian Amoroso bottle and the medicine glass were standing on the table all ready.
The others stayed on the stairs, but Oswald crept down and looked through the door-crack.
'Please sit down,' said Alice quite calmly, though she told me afterwards I had no idea how silly she felt.