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.

  `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!'

  She had not gone much farther before she came in sight of the

house of the March Hare:  she thought it must be the right house,

because the chimneys were shaped like ears and the roof was

thatched with fur.  It was so large a house, that she did not

like to go nearer till she had nibbled some more of the lefthand

bit of mushroom, and raised herself to about two feet high:  even

then she walked up towards it rather timidly, saying to herself

`Suppose it should be raving mad after all!  I almost wish I'd

gone to see the Hatter instead!'

                           CHAPTER VII

                         A Mad Tea-Party

  There was a table set out under a tree in front of the house,

and the March Hare and the Hatter were having tea at it:  a

Dormouse was sitting between them, fast asleep, and the other two

were using it as a cushion, resting their elbows on it, and talking ()