Alice Through the Looking Glass read full text. Alice in the Wonderland. Translation by Yuri Lifshitz. Instead of a preface, or the Story of how Alice got on the Chessboard, became the White Pawn and turned into the Queen on the eleventh move

1. Alice meets the Black Queen, becomes the White Pawn and starts the game on e2.

And the Black Queen from the e2 square quickly runs to the h5 square.

2. Alice in the flying train moves from cell d4 to cell d2 and meets two plump Brothers.

And the White Queen rushes after the shawl from square c1 to c4.

3. Alice meets the White Queen, who happened to be nearby, on cell c4, and gives her the shawl.

And the White Queen suddenly turns into a Sheep and finds herself already in a strange shop on cell c5.

4. Alice moves from the store to the river and back, and goes from square d4 to d5.

And the White Queen in sheep's rings suddenly disappears and is transferred far, far away - to square f8.

5. Alice from an amazing shop goes straight to visit Yolk-Squirrel on cell d6.

And the White Queen jumps out of the forest, escaping from the Knight on the Black Horse, and lands on square c8.

6. Alice enters the forest on square d7.

And the Knight on the Black Horse wants to take her prisoner by riding from g8 to e7.

7. The Knight on the White Horse from the square f5 jumps to the rescue of Alice and defeats the Black Knight.

And, having escorted Alice to the edge of the forest, the White Knight returns to the square f5.

8. Alice jumps through the last stream, and on her head she has a golden crown - here it is, the treasured cell d8.

But the Black Queen gives Alice a strict test by running from h5 to e8.

9. Alice passes the exam and becomes a real Queen. And the Black and White Queens freeze and fall asleep next to Alice on their cells.

10. Alice at a feast with two Queens on the sides.

And the White Queen suddenly finds herself in a tureen on square a6 and shouts: “Here I am!”

11. Alice takes the Black Queen and wins.


CHARACTERS,

or Arrangement of pieces on a chessboard



figures

UNICORN

WHITE QUEEN

WHITE KING

OLD MAN

WHITE KNIGHT


Pawns

DAISY

LAPUSHECHKA

DEER

CAT-CHILD

DAISY



Pawns

DAISY

SNAPDRAGON

FROG

DAISY


figures

YOLK-BELTOK

BLACK QUEEN

BLACK KING

BLACK KNIGHT



I shine a clean brow
And a clear childish look.
Child, half a life has flown away,
There is no return back.
But a string of old days
I will return with my fairy tale.

It still rings in me
Your silvery laugh
And I'm probably forgotten
Like last year's snow.
Let time separate us
But you are with me again now.

And again the boat glides
Inaudibly over the waves
And the sun shines through the green
A fairy tale flies to us.
Like a jewel on the shore
That day and us on the shore.

Running, flowing like water
Carefree day after day.
Years will pass, and forever
Let's have our last sleep.
But we, like children, drive away
Nasty dream and evil night.
And today is the day, and outside the window
Snowdrifts piled up.
AT cozy home with a stove
Reliable and warm.
Misfortune, grief and trouble
By the magic word I'll take it.

When suddenly sad shadow
Will touch us with a wing,
We will remember that July day
And we will descend into its canopy.
And the fairy tale will flow again
And new days will begin to count.

Chapter first
Looking glass room

Well, it's clear - the White kitten has nothing to do with it. These are all the tricks of Chernenkoy. And Belenky was being washed at that time. Dean's mother pressed him to the floor with one paw, and rubbed his muzzle with the other, and even against the wool. But Belenkiy lay quietly and even purred. Apparently, he liked it.

But Black, already washed, was free. And while Alice, leaning back in a comfortable armchair, was dozing, he started a big game with a small ball of wool. Alice had hardly wound it up the day before, and now Chernenky was diligently rolling and rolling, unwinding and tangling. And now on the rug in front of the fireplace lay not a ball, but a tangled ball of thread. And the kitten confused him even more, enthusiastically chasing his own tail.

- Oh, you rascal! - exclaimed Alice and kissed the kitten in a wet nose, while making an angry face. “Didn’t Dina explain to you what is good and what is bad?” Ay-ya-yay, Dina! Do you hear? Badly!

And Alice shook her head reproachfully. Then she picked up the kitten, collected a tangled heap of threads and, sitting comfortably in her chair, began to wind the ball again. But the work was not very successful, because she kept chatting now with the kitten, and sometimes with herself. The kitten sat innocently on her lap, and only occasionally lightly scratched the ball with its clawed paw, as if he wanted to help Alice.

- You, cat, and do not guess, probably, what will happen tomorrow? Alice asked. - Where are you from! You didn't sit by the window with me yesterday. You were washed. And I saw how the guys collected branches for the fire. Do you know how much heap is needed for a good fire? But then, as luck would have it, it began to snow, it became cold, and they were all called home. But tomorrow! Tomorrow there will certainly be a fire, and you and I, kitty, will go and have a look.

While talking, Alice wrapped a thread around the kitten. The woolen thread matched the color of his fur so well! But the kitten suddenly escaped, the ball fell out of Alice's hands and unwound again.

“Oh, kitty, how angry I just got at you!” said Alice, settling back in her chair. “I almost threw you out the window into the snow!” And rightly so, you little brat! She shook her finger at the kitten. - Are you silent? That's it! Nothing to say? Then listen. I remember all your pranks. Firstly, you, just think, squeaked twice when Dina washed you. Well, what do you say to that? Are you keeping quiet? I'm sorry, what? - Alice listened, as if the kitten really said something. Did Dina hit you in the eye with her paw? And you do not goggle your eyes, close your eyes when you wash your face. Now secondly. You pulled your sister Fluffy by the tail from the saucer of milk. You, then, want milk, but do not care about others? OK OK. Let's remember thirdly. Before I had time to turn away, you felt and tangled all the threads into a ball. Count now how many times you have been guilty. As many as three! And he deserved the same punishment. Usually I punish on Wednesdays. But this time I'm kind. I will punish you for everything at once, but in a week.

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Carroll Lewis
Alice Through the Looking Glass (Alice - 2)

Lewis Carroll

Alice in the Wonderland

(Through the mirror and what Alice saw there)

White Pawn (Alice) starts and becomes Queen in eleven moves

1. Alice meets the Black Queen

2. Alice via d3 ( Railway goes to d4 (Tweedledum and Tweedledum)

3. Alice meets the White Queen (with a shawl)

4. Alice goes to d5 (shop, river, shop)

5. Alice moves to d6 (Humpty Dumpty)

6. Alice goes to d7 (forest)

7. White Horse takes Black Horse

8. Alice goes to d8 (coronation)

9 Alice Becomes Queen

10. Alice "castles" (feast)

11. Alice takes the Black Queen and wins the game

1. Black Queen goes to h5

2. White Queen moves to c4 (catches shawl)

4. The White Queen goes to f8 (leaves an egg on the shelf)

5. The White Queen moves to c8 (to escape the Black Knight)

6. Black Knight moves to e7

7. White Knight goes to f5

8. Black Queen goes to e8 ("exam")

9. Queens "castle"

10. White Queen goes to a6 (soup)

DRAMATIS PERSONAE (LINE-UP BEFORE THE STARTING OF THE GAME)

Figures: Tweedledee, Unicorn, Sheep, White Queen, White King, Old Man, White Knight, Tweedledee

Pawns: Daisy, Zay Ats, Oyster, Little Lily, Doe, Oyster, Bolvans Cheek, Daisy

Figures: Humpty Dumpty, Carpenter, Walrus, Black Queen, Black King, Raven, Black Knight, Lion

Pawns: Daisy, Stranger, Oyster, Tiger Lily, Rose, Oyster, Frog, Daisy

Child with a cloudless brow

And with a surprised look

Let everything change around

And we are not with you

Let the years separate us

Accept my story as a gift.

I only see you in my dreams

Your laughter is not heard, dear,

You grew up, and about me,

Probably forgot (*1).

It's enough for me now

You will listen to my story.

It started many years ago

Early July morning

Our boat slid into harmony

With my story.

I remember this blue path

Though the years say: forget it!

My dear friend, the days will fly by

And he tells you: "Sleep!"

And it will be too late to argue.

We are so like boys

That they don't want to go to bed.

Around - frost, blinding snow

And empty like a desert

We have joy, children's laughter,

A fire burns in the fireplace.

Saves a fairy tale from adversity

Let her save you.

Though a slight sadness hovers

In my fairy tale

Although the summer is over, but let

Its colors do not fade,

Breath of evil and this time

Do not sadden my story.

Since the chess problem given on the previous page has baffled some readers, I should obviously explain that it is composed according to the rules - as far as the _moves_ themselves are concerned.

True, the _order_ of blacks and whites is not always observed with due strictness, and the "castling" of the three Queens simply means that all three go to the palace; however, anyone who takes the trouble to arrange the pieces and make the indicated moves will be convinced that the “check” to the White King on the 6th move, the loss of the Knight by Black on the 7th and the final “mate” to the Black King do not contradict the laws of the game (*2 ).

The new words in the poem "Jabberglot" caused a certain controversy regarding their pronunciation; I should obviously give clarifications on _this_ point as well. "Khlivkie" should be pronounced with the stress on the first syllable; "grunted" - on the third; and the Zelyuks are on the last one.

For the sixty-first thousand of this edition, new cliches were made from wooden forms (as they were not used directly for printing, they are in the same excellent condition as they were in 1871, when they were made); the entire book was typed in a new font. If, artistically, this reissue is inferior to its predecessors in any way, this will not be the fault of the author, publisher or printer.

I take this opportunity to inform the public that "Alice for Children", which has hitherto cost 4 shillings without cover, is now on sale under the same conditions as ordinary shilling picture books, although I am sure that it surpasses them in every respect (for except for the _text_ itself, which I am not at liberty to judge). 4 shillings, which was a very reasonable price, considering the serious expenses this book entailed for me; however, since Readers say: "For a picture book, however good it may be, we _will not_ pay more than four shillings", - I agree to write off my expenses for publishing it at a loss, and in order not to leave the little ones for whom it was written without it at all, I sell it at such a price that for me it is tantamount to giving it away for free.

Christmas 1896

1. MIRROR HOUSE

One thing was perfectly clear: the _white_ kitten had nothing to do with it; It's all black's fault and no one else's. For half an hour now, the mother cat was washing Snowflake's muzzle (and she steadfastly endured this flour) - so that with all the desire, Snowflake _could_ do nothing.

Do you know how Dina washed her kittens? With one paw, she grabbed the poor thing by the ear and pressed it to the floor, and with the other she rubbed her entire muzzle, starting with the nose, against the wool. As I already said, that this time she was working on Snowflake, and she lay still, did not resist, and even tried to purr - apparently, she understood that all this was being done for her own good.

Dinah had finished with little black Kitty earlier, and now, while Alice sat curled up on the corner of a spacious armchair, muttering something to herself in her half-asleep, Kitty amused herself with her heart by playing with a ball of wool that Alice had twirled in the morning; she merrily chased it across the floor and, of course, unwound it and completely tangled it. The threads were now lying on the rug in front of the fireplace, so tangled that it was terrible to look at them, and Kitty jumped on them, trying to catch her own tail.

“Oh, Kitty, how disgusting you are! said Alice, catching her and kissing her lightly on the muzzle; “Didn’t Dina explain to you how to behave?”

She glanced reproachfully at Dina and added as sternly as she could:

- _Not good_, Dina, _not good_!

And then she climbed into the chair again, taking the wool and the kitten with her, and again began to work on the ball. But Alice's business was slow, because she was constantly distracted - talking to Kitty, and then muttering something under her breath. Kitty sat quietly on her lap, pretending to watch closely as Alice spun the wool; from time to time she held out her paw and gently touched the ball, as if to say that she would be happy to help if she could.

– Do you know what will happen tomorrow? Alice said. “You yourself would have guessed if you had sat with me at the window in the morning. Only you were busy Dina washed you. And I watched the boys collect wood chips for the fire. It takes a lot of wood chips to make a fire, Kitty. It was terribly cold, and then it started to snow - they had to go home! But don't worry, Kitty! Tomorrow we'll go look at the fire! (*3)

Here Alice wrapped some of Kitty's wool around her neck, just to see if it would suit her; Kitty began to struggle - the ball rolled to the floor and unwound again.

“You know,” continued Alice, when they settled back into the chair, “I was so angry with you. Kitty, when I saw what you did. I almost opened the window and put you in the snow! You deserve it, minx! What can you say in your defense? Now listen and don't interrupt me! (Here she shook her finger at Kitty.) I'll tell you everything! First, you squealed when you were washed this morning. Yes, you have nothing to object to, I heard with my own ears! What are you talking about? (Alice paused, pretending to listen to Kitty.) Did she hit you in the eye with her paw? It's your own fault, you didn't have to open your eyes! If you'd closed your eyes tight, this wouldn't have happened! Please don't make excuses! Better listen! Secondly, you dragged Snowflake (*4) by the tail from the saucer when I poured milk for her. Ah, so, are you thirsty? Have you thought about her? And, thirdly, as soon as I turned away, you immediately unwound all the wool. Three offenses, Kitty, and you haven't paid for one yet! Well, wait, I'll punish you for everything at once - in a week!

- And what would happen if _me_ were also punished for everything at once? (She thought aloud, speaking more to herself than to Kitty.) What would it be like at _the end of the year_ then? I would rather be in jail! What if I was left without dinner for every misdemeanour? Then one fine day I would have been left immediately without a hundred dinners! Well, _it_ is not so scary yet! Worse if you had to eat all a hundred meals at once!

“Do you hear the snow rustling against the windows, Kitty? How fluffy and soft! How he caresses the windows! Snow, surely, _loves_ fields and trees, since he is so gentle with them! He covers them with a white feather bed to keep them warm and comfortable, and says: "Sleep, dear ones, sleep until summer comes." And when they wake up from their winter sleep, Kitty, they will put on a green outfit and start dancing in the wind. Ah, how beautiful it is! Here Alice clapped her hands and dropped the ball again. - It would be nice if all this really happened! After all, in autumn the forest is really so sleepy. The leaves of the trees turn yellow and he falls asleep.

“Listen, Kitty, can you play chess?” Don't laugh, honey, I'm asking you seriously. When we played today, you looked at the board like that, as if you understood all the moves: and when I said "Check!", you purred! Oh, Kitty, what a _good_ move that was! And of course I would have won if it weren't for that nasty horse! How did he get close to my figures! Kitty, honey, let's play like we...

“I can’t even tell you how often Alice repeated this phrase! As recently as yesterday, she had a long argument with her sister; Alice told her: "Let's play like we are kings and queens," and her sister, who loves accuracy in everything, said that this was impossible, because there were only two of them. In the end, Alice had to give in. "Well," she said, "you will be one king-and-queen, and I will be all the other kings and queens at once!" And once she scared her old nanny to death by shouting in her ear: "Nanny, let's play like I'm a hungry hyena and you're a bone!"

But we digress. So Alice said to Kitty:

“Kitty, honey, let’s play like you’re the Black Queen!” You know, if you sit on your hind legs and press your front paws to your chest, you will be just like the Black Queen. Come on, try it, honey!

And Alice took down the Black Queen from the table and placed her in front of Kitty, so that she could see whom to imitate. But it didn't work out, mostly because, according to Alice, Kitty didn't want to raise her paws properly. Then, as a punishment, Alice brought her to the Mirror over the fireplace - let him see what a gloomy look she had.

“If you don’t correct yourself this very minute, I’ll put you there, in the Looking-Glass House. Well, what do you say to that?

“You know, Kitty, if you just shut up for a minute,” Alice continued, and listen to me, I’ll tell you everything I know about the Looking-Glass House. First, there is this room, which begins right behind the glass. It's just like our living room, Kitty, only it's the other way around! (*5) When I climb onto a chair and look into the Mirror, I can see everything except the fireplace. Oh, how I would like to see him! I'm so interested to know if they heat the fireplace in winter or not. But no matter how you look into this Mirror, you will not see a fireplace, unless our fireplace smokes - then smoke will appear there too. Only this, it’s true, they are on purpose - so that we think that they also have a fire in the fireplace. And the books there are very similar to ours - only the words are written backwards. I know this _for sure_ because one day I showed them our book and they showed me theirs!

“Well, Kitty, do you want to live in the Looking-Glass House?” I wonder if they'll give you milk there? However, I don’t know if it’s possible to drink mirror milk? Won't it hurt you, Kitty... (*6) And then there is a corridor. If you open the door in our living room wider, you can see a _piece_ of the corridor in that house, it is exactly the same as ours. But, who knows, suddenly, where it is not visible, it is completely different? Oh, Kitty, how I wish I could go through the Looking Glass! There must be so many wonders out there! Let's play like we can get there! Suddenly the glass will become as thin as a cobweb, and we will step through it! Look, it really melts like fog. It's not hard to get through...

Then Alice found herself on the mantelpiece, although she herself did not notice how she got there. And the mirror, indeed, began to _melt_, like a silver mist in the morning.

After a moment, Alice passed through the mirror and easily jumped into the Looking Glass.

First of all, she looked into the fireplace and was very glad to see that firewood was burning hot in it; the fire was real, just like at home!

“Then I’ll be as warm here as I was there,” thought Alice. And even warmer! Here no one will drive me away from the fireplace. But it will be funny when our people see me here - they can’t get me!

She looked around and immediately noticed that the room was actually not at all as ordinary and boring as it seemed because of the Mirror. The portraits on the wall near the fireplace were alive and whispering about something, and the round clock on the mantelpiece (before Alice had seen them only from behind) smiled at her.

“Here, really, the order is not the same as ours,” thought Alice, noticing several chess pieces in the chimney ash; suddenly she groaned and squatted down; figures importantly walked around the rug in pairs!

“There is the Black King and the Black Queen,” said Alice (in a whisper so as not to frighten them). - And there is the White King and the White Queen - they sat on the edge of the scoop and dangle their legs. And there are two Tours under their arms and whispering about something. I don't think they hear me...

Alice leaned over to the fireplace.

“They really don’t see me. It seems that I suddenly became invisible ...

Then something rolled and squeaked on the table behind her; Alice turned around and saw that it was the White Pawn that had fallen. She lay on her back and kicked with all her might, trying to get to her feet. Alice waited with curiosity to see what would happen next.

- This is my little one! the White Queen screamed and rushed towards the Pawn, pushing the King away with such force that he fell straight into the ashes. - Lily, kitty! Kitten you are my beloved! My baby is royal!

And she began to climb up the grate.

– Royal nonsense! muttered the King, rubbing his bruised nose from the fall.

No wonder he was _a little_ angry with the Queen, for he was covered from head to toe in ashes.

Alice decided to come to their aid, and, as little Lily was screaming at the top of her voice, she stooped, grabbed the Queen and quickly set her on the table, next to her daughter crying loudly.

The queen sighed convulsively and sat up: her breath was taken away from such a dizzying rise; for a minute she only silently squeezed her daughter in her arms. Having recovered her breath a little, she called out to the King, who sat gloomily in the ashes:

- Watch out for the volcano!

- What volcano? asked the King, and looked anxiously into the fireplace, apparently believing that this was the most suitable place for a volcano.

- Who... threw... me upstairs! - said the Queen with an arrangement, who still could not catch her breath. - Climb up the usual way! And then you will fly into the air!

Alice watched for a long time as the King with difficulty climbed up the grate, carefully moving from rung to rung, finally, she could not stand it and said:

“So you can climb all day!” Let me help you, okay?

But the King said nothing in response: he, of course, simply did not hear or see her.

Alice took him gently in her hand and lifted him, slowly, slowly, so that he would not catch his breath, like the Queen. But before putting it on the table, she decided to clean it a little: it was covered in ashes.

Alice later said that in her life she had never seen such a mine as the King grimaced, feeling that an invisible hand stopped halfway in the air and someone began to blow the ashes off him: he was so surprised that he could not even scream; his eyes and mouth widened and opened ever wider, though there seemed to be nowhere further. Alice laughed so hard that her hand shook with laughter, and she almost dropped the poor king.

- _I beg you_, dear, do not build such faces! cried Alice, completely forgetting that the King did not hear her. You made me laugh so hard I almost dropped you! Shut your mouth! Otherwise, you will swallow the ashes! Well, now you, in my opinion, are clean!

She smoothed his hair and placed him on the table next to the Queen.

The king immediately fell back and froze, so that Alice became worried and went to look for water to bring him to his senses. However, no matter how she searched, there was no water anywhere; she came across only a vial of ink, but when she returned to the table with it, it turned out that the King had already come to his senses and was whispering frightenedly about something with the Queen - so quietly that Alice could hardly make out the words.

“I assure you, my dear,” whispered the King, “I was so frightened that I went cold to the very tips of my whiskers.

"But you don't have sideburns!" the Queen objected.

- I will never forget this terrible moment in my life! said the King.

“You will forget,” said the Queen, “if you do not write in notebook.

Alice watched with curiosity as the King pulled out a huge notebook from his pocket and began to write something in it. Then an unexpected thought occurred to Alice - she grabbed the tip of a huge pencil that stuck out at the King's shoulder, and began to write herself.

The poor King was quite bewildered; for a minute he silently struggled with the pencil, but no matter how he struggled, the pencil wrote its own, so that at last the King said breathlessly:

- You know, my dear, I need to get a pencil _thinner_. This one escapes from my fingers - writes all sorts of nonsense that I never even thought of ...

- What nonsense? asked the Queen, looking into the book.

(Meanwhile, Alice wrote: "_The White Horse rides down the poker. Looks like it will fall_".) (* 7)

“But you didn’t want to write it down at all!” cried the Queen.

There was a book on the table; Alice took it and began to leaf through it, glancing from time to time at the White King. (She was still worried about him and kept her ink ready in case he got sick again.) She hoped she could read at least one page of the book, but it was all written in some incomprehensible language.

Here's what it looked like (*8).

TOLGAMRAB

Iquirosh Equiville H.solakraV

Evan opsilyaryP

Ikülez Ilatokurch I

Ovem to kizmyum as

Alice puzzled over these lines, when suddenly it dawned on her:

“Well, of course,” she exclaimed, “it’s the Looking-Glass Book!” If I bring it to the Mirror, I can read it.

And so she did. And this is what she read;

JABARMAGLOT

Varkalos. Flimsy shorts

We dug through the nave,

And the zelyuks grunted,

Like mumziki in a move (*9).

O fear the Jabberwock, son! (*ten)

He's so savage and wild

And in the wilderness the giant roars

Vicious Bandersnatch! (*eleven)

But he took the sword, and he took the shield,

High is full of thoughts.

In the depths of his path lies

Under the Tumtum tree.

He stood under a tree and waited.

And suddenly thunder boomed

The terrible Jabberwock flies

And blazing with fire!

One-two, one-two! The grass is burning

Vz-vz - cuts the sword,

Aww! Aww! And head

Drumming from the shoulders!

Oh my shining boy!

You have won the fight!

O brave hero,

I sing praise to you!

Boiled (*12). Flimsy shorts

We dug across the canopy.

And the zelyuks grunted,

Like mumziki in MOV.

“Very nice rhymes,” said Alice thoughtfully, “but they are _not so easy_ to understand.

(You know, she didn’t even want to admit to herself that she didn’t understand anything.)

- Lead to all sorts of thoughts - although I don’t know what ... One thing is clear: _someone killed_ here ... But, however, maybe not ...

Then she recovered herself and jumped to her feet.

What am I sitting on? she thought. “I have to hurry, otherwise I won’t have time to examine everything that is here!” Let's start with the garden!

With these words, Alice rushed out of the room and ran down the stairs ... actually, she didn’t run, but ... how can I explain this? This is a new way to go down stairs easily and freely, thought Alice: she just put her hand on the railing - and quietly floated down the stairs, without even touching them with her feet; so she rushed through the hallway and would have flown right out the door if she had not grabbed hold of the jamb. The flight made her dizzy, and she was glad to set foot on the ground again.

2. THE GARDEN WHERE THE FLOWERS SPOKEN

“If I go up that hill, I will see the whole garden at once,” thought Alice. - And here is the path, it leads straight up ... No, _not straight at all ... ...

(She took only a few steps, but it was already clear to her that the path was winding all the time.)

“I hope,” Alice said to herself, “she will lead me upstairs after all!” How she spins! Just a corkscrew, not a path! Turn - now we will be at the top! Oh no, she turned down again! So I'll get straight to the house again! I'll go back!

And she turned back. But wherever she went, wherever she turned, every time, for the life of her, she went out again to the house. And once, making a sharp turn, she rested her nose right against the wall.

“No need to persuade me,” said Alice, turning to the house, as if he were arguing with her. “It’s too early for me to go back!” I know that in the end I will have to go home again through the Mirror, and then all my adventures will end!

Then she resolutely turned her back on the house and went back along the path, swearing to herself not to turn anywhere until she reached the hill. At first everything was fine, and she was already thinking that this time she would _manage_ to go upstairs, when suddenly the path bent, reared (that's what Alice later told about it) - and at that very moment Alice was right on the threshold of the house.

This house again! How he bored me! cried Alice. - So it crawls under your feet!

And the hill was very close - well, right at hand. Nothing to do, Alice sighed and set off again. She had not gone more than a few steps when she came across a large flower bed with daisies growing along the edges, and an oak rose in the middle.

“Ah, Lily,” said Alice, looking at the Tiger Lily (*13), gently swaying in the wind. "What a pity you can't speak!"

“We can talk,” said Lily. - It would be with someone!

Alice was so surprised that she could not utter a word in response: she was literally breathless with amazement. But at last, seeing that Lily was swaying calmly in the wind, Alice came to her senses and timidly whispered:

“Do _all_ the flowers talk here?”

- No worse than _you_, - Lilia answered, - only much louder.

“It’s just that we don’t think it’s good to speak first,” Rose interjected. - And I just stand there and think: will you guess to talk to us or not? “This one, at least, has a face _not completely_ meaningless,” I say to myself. “It’s true that it doesn’t shine with intelligence, but what can you do!

“The color doesn't bother me,” said Lily. - Now, if her petals curled more, then she would be very cute.

Alice was not pleased to hear all these criticisms, and she hastened to ask:

- Are you never scared? You are all alone here, and no one is guarding you...

How is it "alone"? Rose said. - And what about the oak?

But is there anything he can do? Alice was surprised.

“He can beat anyone,” Rose said. - What-what, but he knows how to bludgeon!

“That’s why it’s called oak,” cried Marigold.

“And you didn’t know this?” - picked up her friend, and then they all screamed so that the air rang from their shrill voices.

- Well, shut up! shouted Tiger Lily, swaying violently and trembling with indignation.

"They know I can't get to them!" she said breathlessly, turning her trembling head towards Alice. - Get loose, you bastards!

- Don't worry! said Alice, and leaning over the daisies, she whispered:

“If you don’t shut up now, I’ll rip you all off!”

There was an instant silence, and a few pink daisies turned as white as a sheet.

- Correctly! Lilia said. “Daisies are the most obnoxious of all flowers. As soon as one of them blossoms, everyone immediately blossoms after her! Such a cry! Listen to them, you'll just wither.

“And how did you all learn to speak so well?” Alice asked, hoping to soften her a little with praise. - I have been to many gardens, but I have never heard flowers speak!

“Put your hand down,” said Lily, “and touch the flower bed.” Then everything will become clear to you.

Alice sat down and touched the ground.

“Hard as a rock,” she said. - But what does this have to do with it?

“In other gardens,” Lilia answered, “the flowerbeds are now and then loosened. They are soft there, like featherbeds - flowers and sleep all day long!

Everything became clear to Alice.

“So that’s the point,” she cheered. - I didn't think about that!

“I think you never _think_ about anything,” said Rose sternly.

"I've never seen such a fool in my life," said Violet (*14).

Alice jumped straight out of surprise: Violet had been silent all this time, as if she could not speak.

- And you _shut up_! Lily shouted. “You might think that you have _seen_ anything in your life!” You hide under a leaf and sleep there for your own pleasure, and you know no more about what is happening in the world than a bud!

“Are there other people in the garden besides me?” Alice asked, deciding to ignore Rosa's remark.

“There is another flower here that can walk like you,” Rose said. I don't understand how you can do it...

("You never understand anything," Lilia remarked.)

“Only he is more sprawling than you,” Rose continued as if nothing had happened.

- And the rest - how am I? Alice asked excitedly. ("There's another girl in the garden!" she thought.)

“The same strange shape as you,” said Rose. - A little darker, perhaps, and the petals are shorter ...

“Smooth, like Dahlias,” said Tiger Lily, turning to Alice, “not as disheveled as yours.”

“Don’t be upset, you are _not to blame_ for this,” said Rose condescendingly. “It’s just that you’re already withering, and your petals are frayed, there’s nothing to be done about it ...

Alice did not like this, and to change the conversation, she asked:

Does she ever come here?

"Don't worry, you'll see her soon," Rose said. “She's the one with nine thorns, you know?

“Where are her spikes?” Alice asked in surprise.

“On the head, of course,” said Rose. “And I kept wondering why _you_ don’t have them.” It seemed to me that you have everything with spikes.

- There she goes! shouted the young Spurnik. I hear her footsteps! Top-Top! Only she stomps like that when she walks along the path (* 15).

Alice joyfully looked around - and saw the Black Queen.

How she has grown! thought Alice involuntarily.

And, indeed, when Alice found her in the ashes, she was three inches tall, no more, and now she is half a head taller than Alice herself.

“It’s from the fresh air,” Rosa remarked, “we have wonderful air here!”

“I’ll go and meet her,” said Alice.

Of course, she was interested in chatting with flowers, but how can you compare them with a real Queen!

- Towards? Rose asked. So you'll never meet her! _I_ would advise you to go in the opposite direction!

- What nonsense! thought Alice.

However, she said nothing aloud and went straight to the Queen. To her surprise, she immediately lost sight of her and was again at the threshold of the house.

Angrily, she stepped back, looked around for the Queen, whom she finally saw in the distance, and thought: should not this time go in the opposite direction? (*16)

Everything turned out for the best. In less than a minute, she ran into the Queen at the foot of a hill where she had never before been able to approach.

– And where are you from? the Queen asked. “And where are you going?” Look in my eyes! Answer politely! And don't twiddle your fingers! (*17)

Alice obediently looked into her eyes and tried to explain that she had lost her way, but now she understands her mistake and is going to continue on her way.

- _Your path? the Queen asked. I don't know what you mean by that! Here all paths are broken!

Suddenly softening, she added:

But tell me, why did you come here? While you're thinking about what to say, curtsy! This saves time.

Alice was a little surprised, but the Queen inspired her with such respect that she did not dare to object.

“I’ll go home,” she thought, “and try curtsying when I’m late for dinner!”

- Well, now answer! said the Queen, looking at her watch. When you speak, open your mouth _a little_ wider and don't forget to add: "Your Majesty"!

“I just wanted to take a look at the garden, Your Majesty…”

“Understood,” said the Queen, and patted Alice on the head, which did not give her the slightest pleasure. Looking around, the Queen added:

- Is this a garden? _I have seen such gardens, next to which this one is just an abandoned wasteland!

Alice did not dare to contradict her and continued:

“I also wanted to climb to the top of the hill…”

- Is it a hill? the Queen interrupted her. - _I saw such hills, next to which this one is just a plain!

- Oh no! said Alice suddenly, and she herself was surprised how she dared to object to the Queen. “A hill _no way_ can be a plain. This is absolutely nonsense!

– Is it nonsense? the Queen said and shook her head. - _I heard_ such nonsense, next to which this is reasonable, like dictionary! (*18)

Here Alice curtsied again, for from the Queen's voice it seemed to her that she was after all _a little_ offended. They walked on silently and finally reached the top of the hill.

For several minutes Alice stood without saying a word, only looking at the country spread out at her feet.

It was an amazing country. Straight streams ran across, and neat hedges divided the space between the streams into equal squares.

“Through the Looking-Glass looks terribly like a chessboard to me,” said Alice at last. - Only the figures for some reason are not visible ... But, by the way, here they are! she cried joyfully, and her heart beat loudly in her chest.

“They play chess here!” This whole world is chess (*19) (unless, of course, it can be called a world)! This is one big big party. Oh, how interesting! And how I would like to be accepted into this game! I even agree to be a Pawn, if only they would take me... Although, of course, most of all I would like to be the Queen!

She timidly glanced at the real Queen, but she only smiled graciously and said:

- It can be easily arranged. If you want, become the White King's Pawn. Little Lily is too young to play! (*20) In addition, you are now standing right on the second line. Get to the eighth, you'll be queen...

Then for some reason Alice and the Queen rushed to run.

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Instead of a preface
or The story of how Alice got on the Chessboard, became the White Pawn, and on the eleventh move turned into the Queen.

1. Alice meets the Black Queen, becomes the White Pawn and starts the game on e2.
And the Black Queen from the e2 square quickly runs to the h5 square.

2. Alice in the flying train moves from cell d4 to cell d2 and meets two plump Brothers.
And the White Queen rushes after the shawl from square c1 to c4.

3. Alice meets the White Queen, who happened to be nearby, on cell c4, and gives her the shawl.
And the White Queen suddenly turns into a Sheep and finds herself already in a strange shop on cell c5.

4. Alice moves from the store to the river and back, and goes from square d4 to d5.
And the White Queen in sheep's rings suddenly disappears and is transferred far, far away - to square f8.

5. Alice from an amazing shop goes straight to visit Yolk-Squirrel on cell d6.
And the White Queen jumps out of the forest, escaping from the Knight on the Black Horse, and lands on square c8.

6. Alice enters the forest on square d7.
And the Knight on the Black Horse wants to capture her by jumping from the g8 square to e7.

7. The Knight on the White Horse from the square f5 jumps to the rescue of Alice and defeats the Black Knight.
And, having escorted Alice to the edge of the forest, the White Knight returns to the square f5.

8. Alice jumps over the last stream, and on her head is a golden crown - here it is, the treasured cell d8.
But the Black Queen gives Alice a strict test by running from h5 to e8.

9. Alice passes the exam and becomes a real Queen.
And the Black and White Queens freeze and fall asleep next to Alice on their cells.

10. Alice at a feast with two Queens on the sides.
And the White Queen suddenly finds herself in a tureen on square a6 and shouts: “Here I am!”

11. Alice takes the Black Queen and wins.

I shine a clean brow
And a clear childish look.
Child, half a life has flown away,
There is no return back.
But a string of old days
I will return with my fairy tale.
It still rings in me
Your silvery laugh
And I'm probably forgotten
Like last year's snow.
Let time separate us
But you are with me again now
And again the boat glides
Inaudibly over the waves
And the sun shines through the green
A fairy tale flies to us.
Like a jewel on the shore
That day and us on the shore.
Running, flowing like water
Carefree day after day.
Years will pass, and forever
Let's have our last sleep.
But we, like children, drive away
Nasty dream and evil night.
And today is the day, and outside the window
Snowdrifts piled up.
In a cozy house with a fireplace
Reliable and warm.
Misfortune, grief and trouble
I'll take the magic word.
When suddenly sad shadow
Will touch us with a wing,
We will remember that July day
And let's go down into its canopy.
And the fairy tale will flow again
And the new days will begin to count.

Characters,
or Arrangement of pieces on a chessboard.

White
figures
CHP
UNICORN
SHEEP
WHITE QUEEN
WHITE KING
OLD MAN
WHITE KNIGHT
TEAK
Pawns
DAISY ZIGZAYATS OYSTER
LAPUSHECHKA
DEER
OYSTER
CAT-CHILD
DAISY

black
Pawns
DAISY NO OYSTER
SNAPDRAGON
ROSE FLOWER
OYSTER
FROG
DAISY
figures
YOLK-BELTOK
A CARPENTER
WALRUS
BLACK QUEEN
BLACK KING
CROW
BLACK KNIGHT
A LION

Lewis Carroll's novel "Through the Looking-Glass" is completely filled with all sorts of puzzles, fantasy images, it is worth noting how well the author manages imaginary heroes and how deeply the reader knows them, as if he himself had been in this fairyland. In this part, the author again sends the little traveler to mysterious worlds, Alice, in search of adventure.

Read the summary of Carroll Alice Through the Looking Glass

This time, Alice, just like in the first part, thanks to her sly, curious kitten, finds herself in the world of the Looking Glass. The girl finds herself in a completely mirrored room, with the same decoration and furnishings, but to her great surprise, everything was alive here: the wall clock smiled broadly, thereby welcoming her, the pictures introduced mysterious and stormy conversations, completely ignoring Alice, small chess the figurines turned out to be alive and also led among themselves interesting conversation while walking on the chessboard is important.

As always, the fearless and curious Alice, terribly wanted to explore this place, but to her great regret, she couldn’t climb the hill, and every time she ended up in her original place. Then the girl decided to talk to the flowers that grew near her, they were quite talkative and gladly answered Alice's questions, the flowers suggested that you need to go in the opposite direction.

After Alice was shown the right direction, she finds herself near the Black Queen, at that very hill. Looking around, the girl sees that everything is divided into straight and even sectors, so similar to the cells of a chessboard. She can't wait to take part in this exciting game, and despite the fact that she is just a pawn here, Alice certainly dreams of becoming the queen of the Looking Glass.

The girl confidently goes on an adventure and discovers more and more interesting things for herself. So, for example, instead of yellow bees, a flock of miniature elephants circles above it. And the passengers on the train were a goat, a beetle and a horse, who provided tickets for travel with the size of their own height. The controller, however, studied Alice very carefully, looking through a variety of devices, and then concluded that the girl was moving in the wrong direction.

Life in this place was completely different and sometimes incomprehensible to Alice. So having met the White Queen, she still wanted to feed the guest with jam for tomorrow. The girl refused, but the queen explained to her that tomorrow never comes, because it already exists now. And the White Queen remembers exactly the details and events of the past and future time. And weeps over a cut finger, she's before it comes. The girl was also surprised that when she tried to cut the pie into pieces and distribute it, it constantly connected in its original form. The lion explained to her that everything should be done the other way around, that is, first treat everyone with a pie, and only after that cut it.

Alice was struck by absolutely everything in the looking glass, and especially how the inhabitants of this place deftly turned the words around, distorting them beyond recognition. So the girl reached the eighth line and felt the crown on her head. Thus, she angered the White and Black Queen, who constantly mumbled something. And a feast was announced in honor of the new queen, but this event greatly embarrassed the two disheveled queens. And even this holiday went awry, as in principle it should be for this place. An angry little girl attacks the Black Queen with great anger and starts shaking her with all her might.

And then suddenly Alice realizes that she is not shaking the Black Queen at all, but her little black kitten. And at the same moment, a strange journey, to the mysterious and unique country of the Looking-Glass, disperses and before her again her usual and so understandable world. And the same things seem to be in the room, but no one else argues, no one whispers and makes funny faces, everything is as it should be. And whether it was a dream is not at all clear, and if it was, then to whom it belongs. So Alice's journey ended, but how she would like to go there again, setting off for new adventures.

About the novel

The amazing novel by Lewis Carroll, of course, immerses the reader in a serene flight of fantasy and imagination, but meanwhile it awakens the brightest feelings that sometimes find themselves in the depths of human consciousness. The work is filled with genuine childish kindness and pure, like spring water, a consciousness that is not capable of evil and conceited deeds, and this thereby makes you reconsider your own self and can change something in it.

Picture or drawing Carroll - Alice Through the Looking Glass

  • Summary of Empty House Doyle

    Three years have passed since the death of Sherlock Holmes. In the capital of England, the police found the body of Ronald Adair. The murdered man was an earl, besides, an avid gambler, consisting of all the card clubs in London.

    • Along the river flooded with sun

    On a light boat we glide.

    Twinkling golden noon

    Trembling haze through.

    And, reflected by the depth,

    Frozen hills green smoke.

    River calm, and silence, and heat,

    And the breath of the breeze

    And the shore in the shadow of the carved

    Full of charm.

    And next to my companions -

    Three young creatures.

    All three are asking

    Tell them a story.

    One is funnier

    the other is scarier

    And the third grimaced -

    She needs a weirder tale.

    What paint to choose?

    And the story begins

    Where transformation awaits us.

    Not without embellishment

    My story, no doubt.

    Wonderland meets us

    Land of Imagination.

    Wonder creatures live there

    Cardboard soldiers.

    head by itself

    Flying somewhere

    And the words tumble

    Like circus acrobats.

    But the fairy tale is coming to an end

    And the sun goes down

    And a shadow slid over my face

    Silent and winged

    And the glare of solar pollen

    Crushing river rifts.

    Alice, dear Alice,

    Remember this bright day.

    Like a theater stage

    Over the years, he fades into the shadows,

    But he will always be close to us,

    Leading us into a fairy tale.

    Somersault after the rabbit

    Alice was bored sitting on the river bank doing nothing. And then my sister buried herself in a boring book. “Well, these books without pictures are boring! Alice thought lazily. From the heat, thoughts were confused, eyelids stuck together. - Weave, or what, a wreath? But for this you need to rise. Go. Narvat. Dandelions.

    Suddenly! .. Before her eyes! (Or in the eyes?) White Rabbit. With pink eyes.

    Well, let ... Sleepy Alice was not at all surprised. She did not move even when she heard the rabbit's voice:

    - Ai-i-i! Late!

    Then Alice wondered how she was not surprised, but the amazing day was just beginning, and there is nothing surprising that Alice had not yet begun to be surprised.

    But then the Rabbit - it's necessary! He took out a pocket watch from his vest pocket. Alice was worried. And when the Rabbit, looking at the vest pocket watch, ran with might and main across the clearing, Alice took off and waved after him.

    The rabbit darted down the round rabbit hole under the bushes. Alice, without hesitation, dived after him.

    At first, the rabbit hole went straight, like a tunnel. And suddenly abruptly cut off! Alice, not having time to gasp, hooted down into the well. Yes, even upside down!

    Either the well was infinitely deep, or Alice fell too slowly. But she finally began to be surprised, and the most amazing thing is that she managed not only to be surprised, but also to look around. She looked down first, trying to see what was waiting for her, but it was too dark to see anything. Then Alice began to stare around, or rather, along the walls of the well. And I noticed that they were all hung with crockery and bookshelves, maps and pictures.

    From one shelf, Alice managed to grab a large jar on the fly. It was called the jar "ORANGE JAM". But there was no jam in it. Annoyed, Alice almost threw the jar down. But she caught herself in time: you can slap someone down there. And she contrived, flying past another shelf, to poke an empty can at her.

    - Here I got the hang of it, I got the hang of it! Alice rejoiced. “Give me now to roll down the stairs, or even better - to crash from the roof, I won’t be late!”

    In truth, it's tricky to linger when you're already falling.

    So she fell

    and fell

    and fell...

    And how long will this continue?

    “I wish I knew how far I flew. Where am I? Is it really in the center of the Earth? How far to him? Some thousands of kilometers. I think it's to the point. Now just determine this point, at what latitude and longitude it is.

    In truth, Alice had no idea what LATITUDE was, much less LONGITUDE. But the fact that the rabbit hole is wide enough, and her way is long, she understood.

    And she flew on. At first, without any thoughts, and then I thought: “It will be a thing if I fly through the whole Earth! It will be fun to meet the people who live below us. They are probably called that - ANTI-UNDER-US.

    However, Alice was not entirely sure of this, and therefore did not utter such a strange word aloud, but continued to think to herself: “What is the name of the country where they live then? Have to ask? Excuse me, dear antipodes ... no, antimadame, where have I got to? To Australia or New Zealand?”

    And Alice tried to bow politely, curtseying. Try to sit down on the fly, and you will understand what she did.

    “No, perhaps it’s not worth asking,” Alice continued to think, “what good, they’ll be offended. I'd better figure it out myself. According to signs.

    And she kept falling

    and fall

    and fall...

    And she had no choice but to think

    and think

    and think.

    “Dina, my kitty, I imagine how you will miss me by the evening. Who will pour milk into your saucer? My one and only Dean! How I miss you here. We would fly together. And how would she catch mice on the fly? There are definitely bats here. A flying cat could well catch bats as well. What difference does it make to her? Or do cats see it differently?”

    Alice flew for so long that she was already seasick and began to feel sleepy. And already half asleep she muttered: “The mice are bats. Mice, clouds…” And she asked herself: “Are clouds of cats flying? Do cats eat clouds?

    What difference does it make what to ask if there is no one to ask?

    She flew and fell asleep

    fell asleep

    fell asleep...

    And I already had a dream that she was walking with a cat under her arm. Or with a mouse under a cat? And he says: “Tell me, Dina, have you ever eaten mouse flying? ..”

    Suddenly - bang-bang! - Alice buried her head in dry leaves and brushwood. Arrived! But she didn't hurt at all. In the twinkling of an eye, she jumped up and began to peer into the impenetrable darkness. Started right in front of her long tunnel. And there in the distance flashed the White Rabbit!

    At that very moment, Alice took off and rushed like the wind after her. The rabbit disappeared around the corner, and from there she heard:

    - Oh, I'm late! My head will be torn off! Oh, my head is gone!

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