And an extremely small voice , close to her ear , said , ` You might make a joke on that -- something about `` horse '' and `` hoarse , '' you know . ' Then a very gentle voice in the distance said , ` She must be labelled `` Lass , with care , '' you know -- ' And after that other voices went on -LRB- ` What a number of people there are in the carriage ! ' thought Alice -RRB- , saying , ` She must go by post , as she 's got a head on her -- ' ` She must be sent as a message by the telegraph -- ' ` She must draw the train herself the rest of the way -- ' and so on . But the gentleman dressed in white paper leaned forwards and whispered in her ear , ` Never mind what they all say , my dear , but take a return-ticket every time the train stops . ' ` Indeed I sha n't ! ' Alice said rather impatiently . ' I do n't belong to this railway journey at all -- I was in a wood just now -- and I wish I could get back there . ' ` You might make a joke on THAT , ' said the little voice close to her ear : ` something about `` you WOULD if you could , '' you know . ' ` Do n't tease so , ' said Alice , looking about in vain to see where the voice came from ; ` if you 're so anxious to have a joke made , why do n't you make one yourself ? ' The little voice sighed deeply : it was VERY unhappy , evidently , and Alice would have said something pitying to comfort it , ` If it would only sigh like other people ! ' she thought . But this was such a wonderfully small sigh , that she would n't have heard it at all , if it had n't come QUITE close to her ear . The consequence of this was that it tickled her ear very much , and quite took off her thoughts from the unhappiness of the poor little creature . ' I know you are a friend , ' the little voice went on ; ' a dear friend , and an old friend . And you wo n't hurt me , though I AM an insect . ' ` What kind of insect ? ' Alice inquired a little anxiously . What she really wanted to know was , whether it could sting or not , but she thought this would n't be quite a civil question to ask . ` What , then you do n't -- ' the little voice began , when it was drowned by a shrill scream from the engine , and everybody jumped up in alarm , Alice among the rest . The Horse , who had put his head out of the window , quietly drew it in and said , ` It 's only a brook we have to jump over . '
Everybody seemed satisfied with this , though XXXXX felt a little nervous at the idea of trains jumping at all .
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