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'What a curious feeling!' said Alice.
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For she felt a curious fading sensation, as though she almost wasn't there. She waved a hand before her face, and was alarmed to see through it. She was becoming quite as insubstantial as smoke!</p>

<p>As she faded, she felt a current of air lifting her gently from the ground, and pushing her away from the door through which she had seen the little garden, she drifted back towards the room from which she had come. The current carried her up and up, until the pile of twigs became nothing but a little dot and vanished. Presently, she drifted past the cupboard in which she had placed the empty marmalade jar. She reached for the handle, but her fingers passed directly through it.</p>

<p>Above her, she saw a little bright circle of light. It grew and grew, until she recognised it as the exit from the rabbit-hole in which she had fallen. But as she neared the exit, she found herself growing rather more substantial; perhaps the effect of the drink was wearing away. She slowed, and slowed, and just as she came within arm's reach of the exit, she stopped moving. </p>

<p>Hurriedly, she caught at some roots and dragged herself out of the rabbit-hole, popping out like a cork from a bottle of ginger-pop.</p>

<p>She ran back to the bank, where her sister was sitting. Then a thought struck her - she ought to have marked that rabbit-hole, for otherwise, she would never be able to visit the White Rabbit again. She turned back, but it seemed that all trace of the rabbit-hole was gone! </p>

<p>She still looks for that rabbit-hole today, but she has never found it. She regrets never having seen the inside of that glorious garden - but, as she tells Dinah - 'It was my fault, dear, for drinking from that bottle without looking.' For she had read several nice little histories about children who had got burnt, and eaten up by wild beasts and other unpleasant things, all because they would not remember the simple rules their friends had taught them: such as, that a red-hot poker will burn you if you hold it too long; and that if you cut your finger very deeply with a knife, it usually bleeds; and she had never forgotten that, if you drink much from a bottle marked `poison,' it is almost certain to disagree with you, sooner or later.
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