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Chapter Five: The Caterpillar 

The Caterpillar is looking at Alice. He is very quiet. After a while he asks, 'Who are you'?'

Alice is quite confused but she tries to answer, 'I... I don't know ... I'm always changing from big to small to big again'

'How?' the Caterpillar asks, 'Explain yourself.'

'I can't explain myself because I'm not myself, you see.'

'I don't see,' says the Caterpillar.

'I think it's very difficult to explain; well, one day you'll turn into a butterfly. You'll find this quite strange, won't you?'

'Not at all,' says the Caterpillar.

'Well, I feel very strange,' says Alice.

'You ... who are you?' asks the Caterpillar.

'I would like to know who you are first,' says Alice.

'Why?' asks the Caterpillar.

That is a difficult question for Alice. She can't answer so she walks away.

'Come here, I want to talk to you!' the Caterpillar says.

Alice goes back to the mushroom.

'You must never be angry,' says the Caterpillar.

'Is that all?' Alice asks angrily.

'No.'

The Caterpillar smokes his pipe for a while then he gets down off the mushroom and tells Alice: 'One side will make you grow bigger, and the other side will make you grow smaller.'

Alice thinks, 'One side of what? The other side of what?'

The Caterpillar guesses her thoughts and says, 'Of the mushroom.'

The mushroom is round like all mushrooms so Alice thinks: 'How can it have two sides?'

Then she puts her arms round the top and takes a bit of mushroom with each hand.

'Which bit will make me bigger?' she asks herself.

She eats a little piece and there she is ... smaller and smaller so she takes another piece of the mushroom and her neck becomes very long.

She eats some more mushroom and she is back to her normal height.

'Now I want to find that beautiful garden,' she says.

Alice walks in the wood. She sees a small house.

'I'm too big. I can't get in the house. I'll eat some mushroom and I'll eat become smaller,' thinks Alice.

Chapter Six: Pig and pepper

Alice went near the house. 'It's very noisy,' she thought, 'and they can't hear the bell with all that noise. 'Alice decided to go in. In the house she found the Duchess and the cook. The Duchess was sitting on a very small chair with a baby in her arms. The cook was at the fire. She was very busy:She was preparing soup in a very big pot.

cook和cooker的区别。

'Too much pepper in that soup,' Alice said to herself. 'With all this pepper everybody is sneezing.'

'Noisy, noisy. It's a very noisy place! The baby's crying and the cook's making a lot of noise,' Alice thought. CRASH! BANG! SMASH!

Near the fire Alice saw a big cat. It had a big grin on its face.

Alice was very curious about the cat's grin so she asked the Duchess, 'I would like to know why your cat grins like that.'

'Because it's a Cheshire cat. Pig!' said the Duchess.

Alice thought the Duchess was shouting at her. But she wasn't. She was shouting at her baby.

'It's very strange,' said Alice.

'What?' asked the Duchess.

'A grinning cat,' answered Alice.

'They all grin, don't you know?' asked the Duchess.

'No, I don't,' replied Alice.

'You don't know much!' said the Duchess.

Suddenly the cook started to throw things at the Duchess and at the baby.

All sorts of things: pots, jars, knives.

Alice was sorry for the baby. 'Please be careful! You'll hurt the baby! '

'Don't worry about the baby. It's my baby,' said the Duchess and she started to sing:

Speak roughly to your little boy.

And beat him when he sneezes:

He only does it to annoy, Because he knows it teases.

'Here's the baby!' the Duchess threw the baby to Alice. 'I must go now. I must play croquet with the Queen,' she said.

Alice had the baby in her arms. The baby was noisy like a baby pig. It was becoming a ... pig.

'It's a pig!' Alice said. She put the creature down and it ran away into the wood.

The Cheshire Cat appeared. 'Cheshire Cat, dear,' she said in a kind voice.

The grin grew bigger. 'He's pleased,' thought Alice.

'Do you know which way I must go?' asked Alice.

'It depends on where you want to go,' answered the Cat. 'Well, I don't know,' said Alice.

'Then you can go that way and you'll get to the Hatter's house. Hatters make hats, you know. Or you can go that way to the March Hare's house.

They are both mad.'

'But I don't want to meet mad people,' said Alice.

'You're in the wrong place, then. We're all mad in Wonderland. You're mad, too,' replied the Cheshire Cat.

'How can you say that I'm mad?' asked Alice.

'Well, you're here so you are mad,' replied the Cheshire Cat.

'What are you doing today? Are you playing croquet with the Queen?'

asked the Cheshire Cat.

'I would like to play,' answered Alice.

'You'll see me there,' said the Cheshire Cat.

The Cheshire Cat disappeared, then he came back and asked Alice,

'Where's the baby?'

'It isn't a baby anymore. It's a pig!' said Alice.

Alice waited for the Cat, but he didn't come back so she walked towards the March Hare's home.

'I know hatters but I'm curious to see a March Hare. Perhaps he isn't very mad,' thought Alice.

Then she looked at the tree and there was the Cheshire Cat again.

'Is the baby a pig or a fig ?' he asked.

'A pig,' Alice answered. The Cheshire Cat was slowly disappearing. Ears,

paws, tail, and at last the grin ...

'A grin without a cat! That's strange!' thought Alice.

Alice walked in the wood and there it was ... the March Hare's home.

'It's bigger than the Duchess' house,' she thought.

Alice ate some bits of mushroom she had in her pockets.

She grew bigger and there she was, ready to make new friends.

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Part Five: The Last Night

Mr Utterson was at home one evening, when Dr Jekyll's servant came to the house.

'Good evening, Poole,' the lawyer said. 'What can I do for you?' He looked at the servant for a moment.

Poole was very white and frightened.

'What's the matter ?' asked Mr Utterson.

'Mr Utterson,' Poole said, 'there is something wrong at Dr Jekyll's house. I am very worried.'

Mr Utterson gave the man a glass of wine.

'Drink this,' he ordered, 'and try to be calm. Tell me everything. Why are you afraid?'

'I think something has happened to the doctor,' Poole said.

'Something has happened to Dr Jekyll? What do you mean?' demanded Mr Utterson.

'I want you to come to the house, sir,' Poole said. 'Then you can see for yourself, sir.'

Mr Utterson walked to Dr Jekyll's house with the servant. It was a cold, March night. The wind was strong. The streets were empty, and Mr Utterson was nervous . He was sure something bad had happened. The two men reached the house. Poole knocked on the door.

Another servant opened the door, and Mr Utterson entered the house. All Dr Jekyll's servants were standing in the hall —they looked frightened. One of the servant girls began to cry.

'Be quiet!' Poole told her angrily. Then he turned to Mr Utterson. 'I'm sorry,

sir, they're all afraid,' he explained.

'Will you come with me, sir? I want you to hear something. Please be very quiet.'

The servant led Mr Utterson through the house, to the laboratory. Then he spoke again.

'If Dr Jekyll asks you to come into the laboratory, you must not go.'

Poole knocked on the door of the laboratory, and called out, 'Mr Utterson is here, Dr Jekyll—he wants to see you, sir.'

A voice answered from inside the laboratory, 'Tell him I cannot see anyone.'

'Thank you, sir,' replied Poole. He then took Mr Utterson back into the main part of the house. When they arrived he asked the lawyer, 'Now Mr Utterson, tell me. Did that voice sound like Dr Jekyll?'

'His voice is different, certainly,' Mr Utterson admitted .

'Different!' repeated Poole. 'I have known Dr Jekyll for twenty years, and I tell you, sir, that was not his voice. Dr Jekyll was murdered eight days ago. I heard him cry out eight days ago—but who is in that room, and why he stays there, I don't know.'

'This has no sense, Poole,' Mr Utterson said. 'Why should anyone kill Dr Jekyll, and stay in the same room with the body? You must be wrong!'

'There is more, sir,' said the servant. 'Every day for a week the person in the laboratory has left notes for me to go to the chemist to buy some kind of medicine. Every day there are more notes. I have gone to every chemist in the city. There is always something wrong with the medicine.'

'Show me one of these notes,' Mr Utterson ordered.

Poole took a letter out of his pocket, and gave it to Mr Utterson. The note said:

Dr Jekyll presents his compliments to Maw the chemist's. The sample you sent me is useless. Dr Jekyll needs a sample of the highest quality-like the one he bought from you in the year 18-.Please send this immediately.

'At the bottom of the note was written 'I'm desperate —send me some of the good stuff ! '

'I have seen the way Dr Jekyll writes,' Mr Utterson said.

'This seems to be the doctor's writing. Do you agree?'

'I don't know, sir,' Poole said. 'Writing isn't important —I've seen him! I've seen him, I tell you! I came to the laboratory door one day, and the door was open. I saw a man outside the laboratory. The man's face was covered. When he saw me, he ran back into the laboratory and closed the door.

That man was not Dr Jekyll, I'm sure of it! It wasn't the doctor!'

'You cannot be sure, Poole,' the lawyer told him. 'Perhaps the doctor's illness has changed his face. Perhaps that's why he needs the medicine.'

'No, sir,' said Poole firmly. 'Dr Jekyll is a tall man—and the man I saw outside the laboratory was small. It was not the doctor!'

'Very well,' Mr Utterson said. 'We will go to the laboratory.

We have to find out the truth of this. We will break down the door of the laboratory.'

Poole and the lawyer picked up an axe and a metal bar . They walked towards the laboratory. Mr Utterson stopped for a moment.

'Poole,' he said, 'we must be honest with each other. You have not told me everything. The man you saw outside the laboratory —who was it?'

'I think it was Mr Hyde, sir,' replied the servant. 'I did not see him well.

But I think it was him.'

'I believe you,' Mr Utterson said. 'I think it was Mr Hyde. I fear that Dr Jekyll is dead. But I don't understand why Hyde is staying in the laboratory.

I don't understand that at all.'

When the two men reached the laboratory door, they stopped again. Then Mr Utterson called out to the person behind the door.

'Jekyll! This is Utterson. Open the door. I must see you.'

A voice from behind the door answered the lawyer's command .

'No, Utterson, no!'

'That's not the voice of Henry Jekyll,' the lawyer said to Poole. 'Let's break down the door!'

Poole hit the door of the laboratory with the axe. They heard a frightened cry from the other side. The door was strong, and Poole hit it five times before it opened.

Mr Utterson looked into the room. A man's body lay on the floor. It was Edward Hyde. He was dressed in the doctor's clothes.

'Hyde is dead,' Mr Utterson said to Poole. 'We will now look for the body of Dr Jekyll.'

The two men looked everywhere in the laboratory for the doctor, but they found nothing.

'Perhaps he ran away,' Mr Utterson said at last. He went to the door that opened onto the street. The door was locked, and the key was on the floor. It was impossible for someone to have left the laboratory.

They returned to the laboratory, and searched carefully. 'This is the medicine which Dr Jekyll ordered from the chemist,' said Poole, 'and here are the doctor's papers.'

Mr Utterson took his friend's papers, and began to read them.

One of them was a new will. The new will gave all the doctor's money to Mr Utterson.

'I don't understand it!' Mr Utterson said to Poole. 'Hyde has been here in the laboratory for a week. Why didn't he destroy this new will?'

Then the lawyer picked up another paper.

'This is a letter from Dr Jekyll!' he shouted to Poole. 'And look at the date on it—he wrote it today! He must still be alive, Poole.'

The lawyer read the letter quickly. It said:

My dear Utterson,

I will not be here when you read this letter. I know the end is near. I

want you to read the letter which Dr Lanyon sent you, then I want you to read my confession .

Your unhappy friend,

Henry Jekyll There is another paper here,' Poole told Mr Utterson. He passed a large 'Do not talk about these papers to anyone,' Mr Utterson told the servant. 'I

will read them and then I will decide what to do. I will return here before midnight. Then we will call the police.'