As soon as she had made out the proper way of nursing it, (which was to

twist it up into a sort of knot, and then keep tight hold of its right

ear and left foot, so as to prevent its undoing itself,) she carried

it out into the open air. 🔊 ‘If I don’t take this child away with me,’

thought Alice, ‘they’re sure to kill it in a day or two: wouldn’t it be

murder to leave it behind?’ 🔊 She said the last words out loud, and the

little thing grunted in reply (it had left off sneezing by this time). 🔊

‘Don’t grunt,’ said Alice; ‘that’s not at all a proper way of expressing

yourself.’ 🔊

The baby grunted again, and Alice looked very anxiously into its face to

see what was the matter with it. 🔊 There could be no doubt that it had

a very turn-up nose, much more like a snout than a real nose; 🔊 also its

eyes were getting extremely small for a baby: 🔊 altogether Alice did not

like the look of the thing at all. 🔊 ‘But perhaps it was only sobbing,’

she thought, and looked into its eyes again, to see if there were any

tears. 🔊

No, there were no tears. 🔊 ‘If you’re going to turn into a pig, my dear,’

said Alice, seriously, ‘I’ll have nothing more to do with you. Mind

now!’ 🔊