the Fawn said at last . Such a soft sweet voice it had ! ' I wish I knew ! ' thought poor Alice . She answered , rather sadly , ` Nothing , just now . ' ` Think again , ' it said : ` that wo n't do . ' Alice thought , but nothing came of it . ` Please , would you tell me what YOU call yourself ? ' she said timidly . ' I think that might help a little . ' ` I 'll tell you , if you 'll move a little further on , ' the Fawn said . ' I ca n't remember here . ' So they walked on together though the wood , Alice with her arms clasped lovingly round the soft neck of the Fawn , till they came out into another open field , and here the Fawn gave a sudden bound into the air , and shook itself free from Alice 's arms . ` I 'm a Fawn ! ' it cried out in a voice of delight , ` and , dear me ! you 're a human child ! ' A sudden look of alarm came into its beautiful brown eyes , and in another moment it had darted away at full speed . Alice stood looking after it , almost ready to cry with vexation at having lost her dear little fellow-traveller so suddenly . ` However , I know my name now . ' she said , ` that 's SOME comfort .
XXXXX -- Alice -- I wo n't forget it again .
Alice Fawn arms fellow-traveller field neck nothing vexation voice wood