‘I thought it would,’ said the Cat, and vanished again. 🔊

Alice waited a little, half expecting to see it again, but it did not

appear, 🔊 and after a minute or two she walked on in the direction in

which the March Hare was said to live. 🔊 ‘I’ve seen hatters before,’ she

said to herself; 🔊 ‘the March Hare will be much the most interesting, and

perhaps as this is May it won’t be raving mad--at least not so mad as

it was in March.’ 🔊 As she said this, she looked up, and there was the Cat

again, sitting on a branch of a tree. 🔊

‘Did you say pig, or fig?’ said the Cat. 🔊

‘I said pig,’ replied Alice; ‘and I wish you wouldn’t keep appearing and

vanishing so suddenly: you make one quite giddy.’ 🔊

‘All right,’ said the Cat; 🔊 and this time it vanished quite slowly,

beginning with the end of the tail, and ending with the grin, which

remained some time after the rest of it had gone. 🔊

‘Well! 🔊 I’ve often seen a cat without a grin,’ thought Alice; 🔊 ‘but a grin

without a cat! 🔊 It’s the most curious thing I ever saw in my life!’ 🔊