` But perhaps he ca n't help it , ' she said to herself ; ` his eyes are so VERY nearly at the top of his head . But at any rate he might answer questions . -- How am I to get in ? ' she repeated , aloud . ' I shall sit here , ' the Footman remarked , 'till tomorrow -- ' At this moment the door of the house opened , and a large plate came skimming out , straight at the Footman 's head : it just grazed his nose , and broke to pieces against one of the trees behind him . ' -- or next day , maybe , ' the Footman continued in the same tone , exactly as if nothing had happened . ` How am I to get in ? ' asked Alice again , in a louder tone . ` ARE you to get in at all ? ' said the Footman . ` That 's the first question , you know . ' It was , no doubt : only Alice did not like to be told so . ` It 's really dreadful , ' she muttered to herself , ` the way all the creatures argue . It 's enough to drive one crazy ! ' The Footman seemed to think this a good opportunity for repeating his remark , with variations . ' I shall sit here , ' he said , ` on and off , for days and days . ' ` But what am I to do ? ' said Alice . ` Anything you like , ' said the Footman , and began whistling . ` Oh , there 's no use in talking to him , ' said Alice desperately : ` he 's perfectly idiotic ! '
And she opened the door and went XXXXX .
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