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Alice Paragraph 148
Alice Paragraph 148
Pencil, Pen on Bristol Board & Digital

Paragraph 148:
Then they both bowed low, and their curls got entangled together. Alice laughed so much at this, that she had to run back into the wood for fear of their hearing her; and when she next peeped out the Fish-Footman was gone, and the other was sitting on the ground near the door, staring stupidly up into the sky. Alice went timidly up to the door and knocked.