Marinette chased it into a large rabbit hole getting on her stomuch listin here you little cotton tail i dont like being kid huh ahhhhhhh never guessing how she was going to get out again lets see how amy and beth are doing shall we. The rabbit-hole went straight on like a tunnel for some way, and then dipped suddenly down, so suddenly that meg had not a moment to think about stopping herself before they found themselves falling down a very deep well. either the well was very deep, or she fell very slowly, for she had plenty of time as she went down to look about her and to wonder what was going to happen next. First, she tried to look down and make out what she was coming to, but it was too dark to see anything; then she looked at the sides of the well, and noticed that they were filled with cupboards and book-shelves; here and there she saw maps and pictures hung upon pegs. She took down a jar from one of the shelves as she passed; it was labelled "STRAWBERRY MARMALADE", but to there great disappointment it was empty: she did not like to drop the jar for fear of killing somebody underneath, so managed to put it into one of the cupboards as she fell past it.
"Well!" thought Marinette to herself, "after such a fall as this, I shall think nothing of tumbling down stairs! How brave they'll all think of me at home! Why, I wouldn't say anything about it, even if I fell off the top of the house!" (Which was very likely true.)
Down, down, down. Would the fall never come to an end? "I wonder how many miles I've fallen by this time?" she said aloud. "I must be getting somewhere near the centrer of the earth Presently she began again. "I wonder if I shall fall right through the earth! How funny it'll seem to come out among the people that walk with their heads downward! The Antipathies, I think—" (she was rather glad there was no one listening, this time, as it didn't sound at all the right word) "—but I shall have to ask them what the name of the country is, you know. Please, Ma'am, is this New Zealand or Australia?" (and she tried to curtsey as she spoke—fancy curtseying as you're falling through the air! Do you think you could manage it?) "And what an ignorant little girl she'll think me for asking! No, it'll never do to ask: perhaps I shall see it written up somewhere." when until thud ow Marinette screamed she landed on a pile of dry sticks and leaves courtney noticed the rabbit run down a cordor and gave chase until she lost him again there doors all auround her she tried the first one but it was locked let me out of here she called she turned her atention to the other doors , but they were all locked; and when Marinette had been all the way down one side and up the other, trying every door, she walked sadly down the middle, wondering how she was ever to get out again. ,sniff sniff come now dont cry Marinette scolded herself the poor thing sat down and cried. "Come, there's no use in crying like that!" said Marinette to herself, rather sharply; "I advise you to leave off this minute!" She generally gave herself very good advice, (though she very seldom followed it), and sometimes she scolded herself so severely as to bring tears into her eyes; for this curious child was very fond of pretending to be two people. "But it's no use now," thought poor Marinette no you wont cry you have to find a solution. until her right eye caught sight of a little glass table and on it was a little gold key Marinette smiled oh joy ill be out of here soon she said thinking that this would be her way out but it wouldnt fit any of the doors untill she saw a little curtain and behind was a little door Marinette tried the key and it fitted it led into a little narrow pasage into a pretty garden How she longed to get out of that dark hall, and wander about among those beds of bright flowers and those cool fountains urg urrr Marinette grunted trying to fit her head through but she was to big. even if she could squeeze her head through it would be little use without her shoulders she walked back to the table to find a bottle with a label saying 'DRINK ME' written on it in a rather elegant cursive script."Oh yeah. Of course I'll drink the bottle that mysteriously appeared when I wasn't looking. then Marinette thougt no ill look first and check for a warrning label that says poison first ; for she had read several nice little histories about children who had got burnt, and eaten up by wild beasts and other unpleasant things, all because they would not remember the simple rules their friends and mothers had taught them: such as, that a red-hot poker will burn you if you hold it too long; and that if you cut your finger very deeply with a knife, it usually bleeds; and she had never forgotten that, if you drink much from a bottle marked "poison," it is almost certain to disagree with you, sooner or later. However, this bottle was not marked "poison," so Marinette ventured to taste it, and finding it very nice, (it had, in fact, a sort of mixed flavour of cherry-tart, custard, pine-apple, roast turkey, toffee, and hot buttered toast,) Marinette only drank 1/2 when suddenly "What a curious feeling!" said Marinette "I must be shutting up like a telescope." Marinette then realized she was now only ten inches high, and her face brightened up before that she noticed a box under the table opening it to find a pair of pair of white tights, and frilly white knee-length pantalettes these fit okey i guess Marinette thought then she thought that she was now the right size for going through the little door into that lovely garden. First, however, she waited for a few minutes to see if she was going to shrink any further: she felt a little nervous about this; "for it might end, you know," said Marinette to herself, "in my going out altogether, like a candle. I wonder what I should be like then?" And she tried to fancy what the flame of a candle is like after the candle is blown out, for she could not remember ever having seen such a thing.
After a while, finding that nothing more happened, she decided on going into the garden at once; but, alas for poor Marinette! when she got to the door, she found she had forgotten the little golden key, and when she went back to the table for it, she found she could not possibly reach it: she could see it quite plainly through the glass, and she tried her best to climb up one of the legs of the table, but it was too slippery; and when she had tired herself out with trying, the poor little thing sat down and cried.
"Come, there's no use in crying like that!" said Marinette to herself, rather sharply; "I advise you to leave off this minute!" She generally gave herself very good advice, (though she very seldom followed it), and sometimes she scolded herself so severely as to bring tears into her eyes; and once she remembered trying to box her own ears for having cheated herself in a game of chess she was playing against herself, for this curious child was very fond of pretending to be two people. "But it's no use now," thought poor Marinette, "to pretend to be two people! Why, there's hardly enough of me left to make one respectable person!"
Soon her eye fell on a little glass box that was lying under the table: she opened it, and found a plate of freshly made pancakes, on which the words "EAT ME" were beautifully marked in currants. "Honestly, what's the worst that could happen? "Well, I'll eat it," said Marinette, "and if it makes me grow larger, I can reach the key; and if it makes me grow smaller, I can creep under the door; so either way I'll get into the garden, and I don't care which happens!"