It was the White Rabbit, trotting slowly back again, and looking
anxiously about as it went, as if it had lost something; 🔊 and she heard
it muttering to itself ‘The Duchess! 🔊 The Duchess! Oh my dear paws! Oh
my fur and whiskers! 🔊 She’ll get me executed, as sure as ferrets are
ferrets! 🔊 Where can I have dropped them, I wonder?’ 🔊 Alice guessed in a
moment that it was looking for the fan and the pair of white kid gloves,
and she very good-naturedly began hunting about for them, but they were
nowhere to be seen-- 🔊everything seemed to have changed since her swim in
the pool, and the great hall, with the glass table and the little door,
Very soon the Rabbit noticed Alice, as she went hunting about, and
called out to her in an angry tone, ‘Why, Mary Ann, what are you doing