` I 'm NOT going in again yet . I know I should have to get through the Looking-glass again -- back into the old room -- and there 'd be an end of all my adventures ! ' So , resolutely turning her back upon the house , she set out once more down the path , determined to keep straight on till she got to the hill . For a few minutes all went on well , and she was just saying , ' I really SHALL do it this time -- ' when the path gave a sudden twist and shook itself -LRB- as she described it afterwards -RRB- , and the next moment she found herself actually walking in at the door . ` Oh , it 's too bad ! ' she cried . ' I never saw such a house for getting in the way ! Never ! ' However , there was the hill full in sight , so there was nothing to be done but start again . This time she came upon a large flower-bed , with a border of daisies , and a willow-tree growing in the middle . ' O Tiger-lily , ' said Alice , addressing herself to one that was waving gracefully about in the wind , ' I WISH you could talk ! ' ` We CAN talk , ' said the Tiger-lily : ` when there 's anybody worth talking to . ' Alice was so astonished that she could not speak for a minute : it quite seemed to take her breath away . At length , as the Tiger-lily only went on waving about , she spoke again , in a timid voice -- almost in a whisper . ` And can ALL the flowers talk ? ' ` As well as YOU can , ' said the Tiger-lily . ` And a great deal louder . ' ` It is n't manners for us to begin , you know , ' said the Rose , ` and I really was wondering when you 'd speak ! Said I to myself , `` Her face has got SOME sense in it , though it 's not a clever one ! '' Still , you 're the right colour , and that goes a long way . ' '
I do n't care about the colour , ' the XXXXX remarked .
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