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'I wish I could get through into looking-glass house,' Alice said.'Let's pretend that the glass has gone soft and . . . Why, I dobelieve it has! It's turning into a kind of cloud!' A moment laterAlice is inside the looking-glass world. There she finds herself partof a great game of chess, travelling through forests and jumpingacross brooks. The chess pieces talk and argue with her, give ordersand repeat poems . . . It is the strangest dream that anyone ever had. . .
´I wish I could get through into looking-glass house,´ Alice said.´Let´s pretend that the glass has gone soft and . . . Why, I dobelieve it has! It´s turning into a kind of cloud!´ A moment laterAlice is inside the looking-glass world. There she finds herself partof a great game of chess, travelling through forests and jumpingacross brooks. The chess pieces talk and argue with her, give ordersand repeat poems . . . It is the strangest dream that anyone ever had. . .
