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Bei­spiel­sei­te mit Navi­ga­ti­ons­spal­te rechts

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Down, down, down. There was not­hing else to do, so Alice soon began tal­king again. ‘Dinah’ll miss me very much to-night, I should think!’ (Dinah was the cat.) ‘I hope they’ll remem­ber her sau­cer of milk at tea-time. Dinah my dear! I wish you were down here with me! There are no mice in the air, I’m afraid, but you might catch a bat, and that’s very like a mouse, you know. But do cats eat bats, I won­der?’ And here Alice began to get rather slee­py, and went on say­ing to hers­elf, in a dre­a­my sort of way, ‘Do cats eat bats? Do cats eat bats?’ and some­ti­mes, ‘Do bats eat cats?’ for, you see, as she couldn’t ans­wer eit­her ques­ti­on, it didn’t much mat­ter which way she put it. She felt that she was dozing off, and had just begun to dream that she was wal­king hand in hand with Dinah, and say­ing to her very ear­nest­ly, ‘Now, Dinah, tell me the truth: did you ever eat a bat?’ when sud­den­ly, thump! thump! down she came upon a heap of sticks and dry lea­ves, and the fall was over.