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<p>The Caterpillar and Alice looked at each other fo-
r some time in silence: at last the Caterpillar t-
ook the hookah out of its mouth, and addressed he-
r in a languid, sleepy voice.</p>
<p>'Who are <i>you</i>?' said the Caterpillar.</p>
<p>This was not an encouraging opening for a convers-
ation. Alice replied, rather shyly, 'I--I hardly -
know, sir, just at present-- at least I know who -
I WAS when I got up this morning, but I think I m-
ust have been changed several times since then.'<-
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<p>'What do you mean by that?' said the Caterpillar -
sternly. 'Explain yourself!'</p>
<p>'I can't explain <i>myself</i>, I'm afraid, sir' -
said Alice, 'because I'm not myself, you see.'</p-
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<p>'I don't see,' said the Caterpillar.<img src="ali-
ce15.gif" width="363" height="480" border="0" ali-
gn="right"></p>
<p>'I'm afraid I can't put it more clearly,' Alice r-
eplied very politely, 'for I can't understand it -
myself to begin with; and being so many different-
sizes in a day is very confusing.'</p>
<p>'It isn't,' said the Caterpillar.</p>
<p>'Well, perhaps you haven't found it so yet,' said-
Alice; 'but when you have to turn into a chrysal-
is--you will some day, you know--and then after t-
hat into a butterfly, I should think you'll feel -
it a little queer, won't you?'</p>
<p>'Not a bit,' said the Caterpillar.</p>
<p>'Well, perhaps your feelings may be different,' s-
aid Alice; 'all I know is, it would feel very que-
er to <i>me</i>.'</p>
<p>'You!' said the Caterpillar contemptuously. 'Who -
are <i>you</i>?'</p>
<p>Which brought them back again to the beginning of-
the conversation. Alice felt a little irritated -
at the Caterpillar's making such <i>very</i> shor-
t remarks, and she drew herself up and said, very-
gravely, 'I think, you ought to tell me who <i>y-
ou</i> are, first.'</p>
<p>'Why?' said the Caterpillar.</p>
<p>Here was another puzzling question; and as Alice -
could not think of any good reason, and as the Ca-
terpillar seemed to be in a <i>very</i> unpleasan-
t state of mind, she turned away.</p>
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