CHAPTERI.DowntheRabbit-Hole
Alicewasbeginningto
bli
getverytiredofsittingbyhersøster
sisteronthebank,andofha
havingnothingtodo:once
eller
ortwiceshehadpeepedintothebookhersøster
sisterwasreading,butithadde
hadnopicturesorconversationsindet
it,“andwhatisthebruken
useofabook,”thoughtAlice“withoutpictureseller
orconversations?”Soshewas
vurderte
consideringinherownmind(asgodt
wellasshecould,forden
thehotdaymadeherfeelveldig
verysleepyandstupid),whetherden
thepleasureofmakingadaisy-chainville
wouldbeworththetroubleoffikk
gettingupandpickingthedaisies,da
whensuddenlyaWhiteRabbitmed
withpinkeyesranclosebyhenne
her.Therewasnothingso
veldig
veryremarkableinthat;nordidAlicethinkitso
veldig
verymuchoutoftheveien
waytoheartheRabbitsi
saytoitself,“Ohdear!Ohdear!
Ishallbelate!”
(whenshe
tenkte
thoughtitoverafterwards,itoccurredtoherthatsheoughttoha
havewonderedatthis,butatthetiden
timeitallseemedquitenatural);men
butwhentheRabbitactuallytooken
awatchoutofitswaistcoat-pocket,og
andlookedatit,andthenskyndte
hurriedon,Alicestartedtoherfeet,foritflashedover
acrosshermindthatshehadde
hadneverbeforeseenakanin
rabbitwitheitherawaistcoat-pocket,eller
orawatchtotakeut
outofit,andburningmed
withcuriosity,sheranacrossthefeltet
fieldafterit,andfortunatelywasbare
justintimetoseeitpop
popdownalargerabbit-holeunder
underthehedge.Inanother
øyeblikk
momentdownwentAliceafterdet
it,neveronceconsideringhowintheverden
worldshewastogetut
outagain.Therabbit-holewent
rett
straightonlikeatunnelfornoen
someway,andthendippedplutselig
suddenlydown,sosuddenlythatAlicehadde
hadnotamomenttotenke
thinkaboutstoppingherselfbeforeshefant
foundherselffallingdownaveldig
verydeepwell.Eitherthe
brønnen
wellwasverydeep,orshefalt
fellveryslowly,forshehadde
hadplentyoftimeasshegikk
wentdowntolookaboutherog
andtowonderwhatwasgikk
goingtohappennext.First,she
prøvde
triedtolookdownandmakeut
outwhatshewascomingto,men
butitwastoodarktoseenoe
anything;thenshelookedatthesidesofthe
brønnen
well,andnoticedthattheywerefilledwithcupboardsog
andbook-shelves;hereandthereshe
så
sawmapsandpictureshunguponpegs.She
tok
tookdownajarfromoneoftheshelvesasshepassed;itwaslabelled“ORANGEMARMALADE”,
men
buttohergreatdisappointmentitwastom
empty:shedidnotliketo
slippe
dropthejarforfearofdrepe
killingsomebodyunderneath,somanagedtosette
putitintooneofthecupboardsasshefalt
fellpastit.“Well!”
thoughtAlicetoherself,“aftersuch
et
afallasthis,Ishalltenke
thinknothingoftumblingdownstairs!Hvor
Howbravethey’llallthinkmeathjemme
home!Why,Iwouldn’tsay
noe
anythingaboutit,evenifIfalt
felloffthetopofthehouse!”(Whichwas
svært
verylikelytrue.)Down,down,
ned
down.Wouldthefallnever
komme
cometoanend?“I
lurer
wonderhowmanymilesI’vefallenbydenne
thistime?”shesaidaloud.
“I
må
mustbegettingsomewherenearthesentrum
centreoftheearth.Letme
se
see:thatwouldbefour
tusen
thousandmilesdown,Ithink—”(for,you
ser
see,Alicehadlearntseveralthingsofthissortinherlessonsintheschoolroom,og
andthoughthiswasnotaveldig
verygoodopportunityforshowingoffherkunnskap
knowledge,astherewasnoonetolytte
listentoher,stillitwasgod
goodpracticetosayitover)“—yes,that’sabouttherightdistance—butthenIlurer
wonderwhatLatitudeorLongitudeI’vefått
gotto?”(AlicehadnoideawhatLatitudewas,
eller
orLongitudeeither,butthoughttheywerefine
nicegrandwordstosay.)Presentlyshe
begynte
beganagain.“IwonderifIshall
falle
fallrightthroughtheearth!Hvor
Howfunnyit’llseemtokomme
comeoutamongthepeoplethatgår
walkwiththeirheadsdownward!TheAntipathies,Ithink—”
(shewas
ganske
rathergladtherewasnoonelyttet
listening,thistime,asitdidn’thørtes
soundatalltherightword)“—butIshallmå
havetoaskthemwhatthenavnet
nameofthecountryis,youvet
know.Please,Ma’am,isthisNewZealand
eller
orAustralia?”(andshetriedtocurtseyasshespoke—fancycurtseyingasyou’re
faller
fallingthroughtheair!Doyou
tror
thinkyoucouldmanageit?)“Andwhat
en
anignorantlittlegirlshe’lltenke
thinkmeforasking!No,it’ll
aldri
neverdotoask:perhapsIshall
se
seeitwrittenupsomewhere.”Ned
Down,down,down.Therewasnothingelseto
gjøre
do,soAlicesoonbegansnakke
talkingagain.“Dinah’llmissme
veldig
verymuchto-night,Ishouldthink!”(Dinahwasthecat.)
“I
håper
hopethey’llrememberhersaucerofmelk
milkattea-time.Dinahmy
kjære
dear!Iwishyouwere
nede
downherewithme!Thereare
ingen
nomiceintheair,I’mredd
afraid,butyoumightcatchen
abat,andthat’sverysom
likeamouse,youknow.Men
Butdocatseatbats,Iwonder?”Og
AndhereAlicebegantofå
getrathersleepy,andwentonsi
sayingtoherself,inadrømmende
dreamysortofway,“Docatsspise
eatbats?Docatseatbats?”
og
andsometimes,“Dobatseatcats?”for
for,yousee,asshecouldn’tsvare
answereitherquestion,itdidn’tmuchmatterwhichwaysheputdet
it.Shefeltthatshewasdozing
av
off,andhadjustbeguntodrømme
dreamthatshewaswalkinghånd
handinhandwithDinah,og
andsayingtoherveryearnestly,“Now,Dinah,tellmethesannheten
truth:didyouevereat
en
abat?”whensuddenly,thump!
thump!
ned
downshecameuponahaug
heapofsticksanddryleaves,og
andthefallwasover.Alicewasnota
bit
bithurt,andshejumpedopp
upontoherfeetinaøyeblikk
moment:shelookedup,butitwasall
mørkt
darkoverhead;beforeherwasanother
lang
longpassage,andtheWhiteRabbitwasfortsatt
stillinsight,hurryingdownit.Det
Therewasnotamomenttobetapt
lost:awaywentAlicelikethewind,
og
andwasjustintimetohøre
hearitsay,asitsnudde
turnedacorner,“Ohmyearsog
andwhiskers,howlateit’sgetting!”Shewas
nær
closebehinditwhenshesnudde
turnedthecorner,buttheRabbitwasnolongertobese
seen:shefoundherselfin
en
along,lowhall,whichwasopplyst
litupbyarowoflampshenger
hangingfromtheroof.Thereweredoors
alle
allroundthehall,buttheywerealle
alllocked;andwhenAlice
hadde
hadbeenallthewayned
downonesideandupden
theother,tryingeverydoor,shegikk
walkedsadlydownthemiddle,lurer
wonderinghowshewasevertokomme
getoutagain.Suddenlyshe
kom
cameuponalittlethree-leggedbord
table,allmadeofsolidglass
glass;therewasnothingonit
bortsett fra
exceptatinygoldenkey,og
andAlice’sfirstthoughtwasthatitkan
mightbelongtooneofthedoorsofthehall;men
but,alas!eitherthelockswere
for
toolarge,orthekeywasfor
toosmall,butatanyrateitville
wouldnotopenanyofdem
them.However,onthesecond
gangen
timeround,shecameuponen
alowcurtainshehadnotmerke
noticedbefore,andbehinditwasen
alittledooraboutfifteenincheshøy
high:shetriedthelittlegoldenkeyinthe
låsen
lock,andtohergreatglede
delightitfitted!Aliceopenedthe
døren
doorandfoundthatitførte
ledintoasmallpassage,notmye
muchlargerthanarat-hole:she
knelte
kneltdownandlookedalongden
thepassageintotheloveliesthagen
gardenyoueversaw.Howshelongedtoget
ut
outofthatdarkhall,og
andwanderaboutamongthosebedsoflyse
brightflowersandthosecoolfountains,men
butshecouldnotevengetherhodet
headthroughthedoorway;“and
selv
evenifmyheadwouldgå
gothrough,”thoughtpoorAlice,“itville
wouldbeofverylittlebruk
usewithoutmyshoulders.Oh,
hvor
howIwishIcouldshutupsom
likeatelescope!IthinkI
kunne
could,ifIonlyknewhvordan
howtobegin.”For,you
ser
see,somanyout-of-the-waythingshadde
hadhappenedlately,thatAlicehadde
hadbeguntothinkthatsvært
veryfewthingsindeedwerereallyumulig
impossible.Thereseemedtobe
ingen
nouseinwaitingbythelille
littledoor,soshewenttilbake
backtothetable,halfhåp
hopingshemightfindanothernøkkel
keyonit,oratalle
anyrateabookofrulesforlukke
shuttingpeopleupliketelescopes:denne
thistimeshefoundaliten
littlebottleonit,(“whichabsolutt
certainlywasnotherebefore,”sa
saidAlice,)androundthehalsen
neckofthebottlewasen
apaperlabel,withthewords“DRINKME,”vakkert
beautifullyprintedonitinstore
largeletters.Itwasall
veldig
verywelltosay“Drinkme,”men
butthewiselittleAlicewasnotgoingtogjøre
dothatinahurry.“No,I’lllookfirst,”she
sa
said,“andseewhetherit’smerket
marked‘poison’ornot”;forshe
hadde
hadreadseveralnicelittlehistoriesom
aboutchildrenwhohadgotbrent
burnt,andeatenupbywildbeastsog
andotherunpleasantthings,allfordi
becausetheywouldnotremembertheenkle
simplerulestheirfriendshadtaughtdem
them:suchas,thatared-hotpoker
vil
willburnyouifyouholder
holdittoolong;andthat
hvis
ifyoucutyourfingerveldig
verydeeplywithaknife,itvanligvis
usuallybleeds;andshehad
aldri
neverforgottenthat,ifyoudrikker
drinkmuchfromabottlemerket
marked“poison,”itisalmostcertaintouenig
disagreewithyou,soonerorsenere
later.However,thisbottlewasnot
merket
marked“poison,”soAliceventuredtotastedet
it,andfindingitveryfint
nice,(ithad,infact,en
asortofmixedflavourofcherry-tart,custard,ananas
pine-apple,roastturkey,toffee,andvarm
hotbutteredtoast,)sheverysnart
soonfinisheditoff.“Whata
nysgjerrig
curiousfeeling!”saidAlice;
“I
må
mustbeshuttinguplikeet
atelescope.”Andsoitwas
faktisk
indeed:shewasnowonly
ti
tenincheshigh,andheransiktet
facebrightenedupatthethoughtat
thatshewasnowtherightsizeforgå
goingthroughthelittledoorintoat
thatlovelygarden.First,however,she
ventet
waitedforafewminutestose
seeifshewasgoingtokrympe
shrinkanyfurther:shefeltalittle
nervøs
nervousaboutthis;“forit
kan
mightend,youknow,”saidAlicetoherself,“inmygår
goingoutaltogether,likeastearinlys
candle.IwonderwhatI
skal
shouldbelikethen?”Andshe
prøvde
triedtofancywhattheflameofastearinlys
candleislikeafterthestearinlys
candleisblownout,forshekunne
couldnotremembereverhavingsett
seensuchathing.After
en
awhile,findingthatnothingmer
morehappened,shedecidedongå
goingintothegardenatonce;men
but,alasforpoorAlice!da
whenshegottothedøren
door,shefoundshehadforgottenthelille
littlegoldenkey,andwhenshegikk
wentbacktothetableforit,shefant
foundshecouldnotpossiblynå
reachit:shecouldseeit
ganske
quiteplainlythroughtheglass,og
andshetriedherbesttoklatre
climbuponeofthelegsofthebordet
table,butitwastooglatt
slippery;andwhenshehad
trøtt
tiredherselfoutwithtrying,den
thepoorlittlethingsatned
downandcried.“Come,there’s
ingen
nouseincryinglikethat!”sa
saidAlicetoherself,ratherskarpt
sharply;“Iadviseyouto
forlate
leaveoffthisminute!”She
generelt
generallygaveherselfverygoodråd
advice,(thoughsheveryseldomfulgte
followedit),andsometimesshescoldedherselfsohardt
severelyastobringtearsintohereyes;og
andoncesherememberedtryingtoboxheregne
ownearsforhavingcheatedherselfinaspill
gameofcroquetshewasplayingmot
againstherself,forthiscuriousbarnet
childwasveryfondoflate
pretendingtobetwopeople.“Butit’s
ingen
nousenow,”thoughtpoorAlice,“tolate
pretendtobetwopeople!Hvorfor
Why,there’shardlyenoughofmelefttogjøre
makeonerespectableperson!”Soonher
øye
eyefellonalittleglassboxsom
thatwaslyingunderthebordet
table:sheopenedit,and
fant
foundinitaveryliten
smallcake,onwhichthewords“EATME”werevakkert
beautifullymarkedincurrants.“Well,I’ll
spise
eatit,”saidAlice,“andhvis
ifitmakesmegrowstørre
larger,Icanreachthekey;og
andifitmakesmevokse
growsmaller,Icancreepunder
underthedoor;soeitherwayI’ll
komme
getintothegarden,andIdon’tcaresom
whichhappens!”Sheatealittlebit,
og
andsaidanxiouslytoherself,“Whichvei
way?Whichway?”,holdingher
hånden
handonthetopofherhodet
headtofeelwhichwayitwasvokste
growing,andshewasquitesurprisedtofinne
findthatsheremainedthesamme
samesize:tobesure,
dette
thisgenerallyhappenswhenonespiser
eatscake,butAlicehadgotsomye
muchintothewayofforvente
expectingnothingbutout-of-the-waythingstohappen,thatitvirket
seemedquitedullandstupidforlivet
lifetogooninthevanlige
commonway.CHAPTERII.The
Basseng
PoolofTears“Curiouserandcuriouser!”
gråt
criedAlice(shewassomye
muchsurprised,thatfortheøyeblikket
momentshequiteforgothowtosnakke
speakgoodEnglish);“nowI’m
åpner
openingoutlikethelargesttelescopethateverwas!Good-bye,feet!”
(for
da
whenshelookeddownatherfeet,theyvirket
seemedtobealmostoutofsyne
sight,theyweregettingsolangt
faroff).“Oh,mypoor
små
littlefeet,Iwonderwhovil
willputonyourshoesog
andstockingsforyounow,dears?I’m
sikker
sureIshan’tbeable!Ishallbe
en
agreatdealtoofarofftotroublemyselfom
aboutyou:youmustmanagethe
beste
bestwayyoucan;—butImå
mustbekindtothem,”tenkte
thoughtAlice,“orperhapstheywon’twalkthewayIvil
wanttogo!Letme
se
see:I’llgivethema
nytt
newpairofbootseveryChristmas.”Og
Andshewentonplanningtoherselfhvordan
howshewouldmanageit.“They
må
mustgobythecarrier,”shetenkte
thought;“andhowfunnyit’ll
virke
seem,sendingpresentstoone’segne
ownfeet!Andhowoddthedirections
vil
willlook!Ohdear,whatnonsenseI’mtalking!”
Akkurat
Justthenherheadstruckmot
againsttheroofofthehall:in
faktisk
factshewasnowmoreenn
thanninefeethigh,andsheatoncetok
tookupthelittlegoldenkeyog
andhurriedofftothehagen
gardendoor.PoorAlice!
Itwasas
mye
muchasshecoulddo,lyingned
downononeside,tose
lookthroughintothegardenmed
withoneeye;butto
komme
getthroughwasmorehopelessenn
thanever:shesatdown
og
andbegantocryagain.“Yououghttobe
skamme
ashamedofyourself,”saidAlice,“astor
greatgirllikeyou,”(shekunne
mightwellsaythis),“togoongråte
cryinginthisway!Stop
dette
thismoment,Itellyou!”Men
Butshewentonallde
thesame,sheddinggallonsoftears,til
untiltherewasalargebasseng
poolallroundher,aboutfire
fourinchesdeepandreachinghalfned
downthehall.Aftera
tid
timesheheardalittlepatteringofføtter
feetinthedistance,andshehastilytørke
driedhereyestoseewhatwaskom
coming.ItwastheWhiteRabbit
returnerer
returning,splendidlydressed,withapar
pairofwhitekidglovesinonehånden
handandalargefanintheandre
other:hecametrottingalongina
stor
greathurry,mutteringtohimselfashekom
came,“Oh!theDuchess,theDuchess!
Oh!
won’tshebesavage
hvis
ifI’vekeptherwaiting!”Alicefeltso
desperat
desperatethatshewasreadytobe
askhelpofanyone;so,
da
whentheRabbitcamenearhenne
her,shebegan,inalav
low,timidvoice,“Ifyouplease,sir—”De
TheRabbitstartedviolently,droppedde
thewhitekidglovesandde
thefan,andskurriedawayintode
thedarknessashardashekunne
couldgo.Alicetookupthefan
og
andgloves,and,asthehallwasveldig
veryhot,shekeptfanningherselfallthetiden
timeshewentontalking:“Dear,
kjære
dear!Howqueereverythingisto-day!
Og
Andyesterdaythingswentonakkurat
justasusual.Iwonder
om
ifI’vebeenchangedinthenatten
night?Letmethink:
wasI
den
thesamewhenIgotopp
upthismorning?Ialmost
tror
thinkIcanrememberfeelingalittleannerledes
different.ButifI’mnot
den
thesame,thenextquestioner
is,WhointheworldamJeg
I?Ah,that’sthegreatpuzzle!”
Og
Andshebeganthinkingoverallthebarna
childrensheknewthatwereofthesamme
sameageasherself,tose
seeifshecouldhavebeenendret
changedforanyofthem.“I’m
sikker
sureI’mnotAda,”shesa
said,“forherhairgoesinså
suchlongringlets,andminedoesn’tgår
goinringletsatall;og
andI’msureIcan’tbeMabel,forIvet
knowallsortsofthings,og
andshe,oh!sheknows
så
suchaverylittle!Besides,she’s
hun
she,andI’mI,and—ohkjære
dear,howpuzzlingitaller
is!I’lltryifIknow
alle
allthethingsIusedtoknow.La
Letmesee:fourtimes
fem
fiveistwelve,andfourtimesseks
sixisthirteen,andfourtimessyv
sevenis—ohdear!Ishall
aldri
nevergettotwentyatthatrate!Men
However,theMultiplicationTabledoesn’tsignify:let’s
prøve
tryGeography.Londonisthe
hovedstaden
capitalofParis,andParisisthehovedstaden
capitalofRome,andRome—no,that’sallfeil
wrong,I’mcertain!Imusthavebeen
forandret
changedforMabel!I’lltry
og
andsay‘Howdoththelittle—’”og
andshecrossedherhandsonherlapasom
ifsheweresayinglessons,og
andbegantorepeatit,men
buthervoicesoundedhoarseog
andstrange,andthewordsdidnotkom
comethesameastheypleide
usedtodo:—.“Howdoth
den
thelittlecrocodileImprovehisshininghale
tail,Andpourthewatersofden
theNileOneverygoldenscale!“Howcheerfullyheseemstogrin,
Hvor
Howneatlyspreadhisclaws,Og
AndwelcomelittlefishesinMed
Withgentlysmilingjaws!”“I’m
sikker
surethosearenottherightwords,”sa
saidpoorAlice,andhereyesfylt
filledwithtearsagainasshewentpå
on,“ImustbeMabelafteralt
all,andIshallhavetogå
goandliveinthatpokylille
littlehouse,andhavenexttoingen
notoystoplaywith,og
andoh!eversomanylessonsto
lære
learn!No,I’vemadeupmymindabout
det
it;ifI’mMabel,I’llstay
nede
downhere!It’llbenousetheir
legger
puttingtheirheadsdownandsaying‘Comeopp
upagain,dear!’Ishallbare
onlylookupandsay‘WhoamIthen?Fortell
Tellmethatfirst,andthen,hvis
ifIlikebeingthatperson,I’llkomme
comeup:ifnot,I’llstay
nede
downheretillI’msomebodyelse’—but,ohdear!”criedAlice,
med
withasuddenburstoftears,“Idowishtheyville
wouldputtheirheadsdown!Iamso
veldig
verytiredofbeingallalene
alonehere!”Asshesaid
dette
thisshelookeddownatherhands,og
andwassurprisedtoseethatshehadde
hadputononeoftheRabbit’ssmå
littlewhitekidgloveswhileshewassnakket
talking.“HowcanIhave
gjort
donethat?”shethought.
“I
må
mustbegrowingsmallagain.”Shegotup
og
andwenttothetabletomåle
measureherselfbyit,andfant
foundthat,asnearlyasshekunne
couldguess,shewasnowaboutto
twofeethigh,andwasgikk
goingonshrinkingrapidly:she
snart
soonfoundoutthattheårsaken
causeofthiswasthefanshewasholdt
holding,andshedroppedithastily,akkurat
justintimetoavoidkrympe
shrinkingawayaltogether.“Thatwas
en
anarrowescape!”