"Fairly struck," she says solemnly, holding out a hand for his.  "You may call me Alice.  Everybody does.  I'm not entirely sure as to the cause.  Perhaps I remind them of someone?  Now, dear uncle, let us be off before they turn out the lights and come to sweep the aisles free of the living and the Awake."<br/><br/>She grins.<br/><br/>"Perhaps we ought to go visit the Bookwyrm.  I hear he's got a paper chase or three in mind!"