CHAPTER IX. The Mock Turtle's Story
'You can't think how glad I am to see you again, you dear old thing!' said
the Duchess, as she tucked her arm affectionately into Alice's, and they walked
off together.
Alice was very glad to find her in such a pleasant temper, and thought to
herself that perhaps it was only the pepper that had made her so savage when
they met in the kitchen.
'When I'M a Duchess,' she said to herself, (not in a very hopeful tone
though), 'I won't have any pepper in my kitchen AT ALL. Soup does very well
without—Maybe it's always pepper that makes people hot-tempered,' she went on,
very much pleased at having found out a new kind of rule, 'and vinegar that
makes them sour—and camomile that makes them bitter—and—and barley-sugar and
such things that make children sweet-tempered. I only wish people knew that:
then they wouldn't be so stingy about it, you know—'
She had quite forgotten the Duchess by this time, and was a little startled
when she heard her voice close to her ear. 'You're thinking about something, my
dear, and that makes you forget to talk. I can't tell you just now what the
moral of that is, but I shall remember it in a bit.'
'Perhaps it hasn't one,' Alice ventured to remark.
'Tut, tut, child!' said the Duchess. 'Everything's got a moral, if only you
can find it.' And she squeezed herself up closer to Alice's side as she spoke.
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