‘To begin with,’ said the Cat, ‘a dog’s not mad. You grant that?’

‘I suppose so,’ said Alice. 🔊

‘Well, then,’ the Cat went on, ‘you see, a dog growls when it’s angry,

and wags its tail when it’s pleased. 🔊 Now I growl when I’m pleased, and

wag my tail when I’m angry. Therefore I’m mad.’ 🔊

‘I call it purring, not growling,’ said Alice. 🔊

‘Call it what you like,’ said the Cat. ‘Do you play croquet with the

Queen to-day?’ 🔊

‘I should like it very much,’ said Alice, ‘but I haven’t been invited

yet.’ 🔊

‘You’ll see me there,’ said the Cat, and vanished. 🔊

Alice was not much surprised at this, she was getting so used to queer

things happening. 🔊 While she was looking at the place where it had been,

it suddenly appeared again. 🔊

‘By-the-bye, what became of the baby?’ said the Cat. ‘I’d nearly

forgotten to ask.’ 🔊

‘It turned into a pig,’ Alice quietly said, just as if it had come back

in a natural way. 🔊