一 聲 寶貝兒 ， 快 閉上 眼睛 睡 。 The snoring got more distinct every minute, and sounded more like a tune : at last she could even make out the words, and she listened so eagerly that, when the two great heads suddenly vanished from her lap, she hardly missed them. She was standing before an arched doorway, over which were the words “ QUEEN ALICE ” 1 in large letters, and on each side of the arch there was a bell-handle ; one was marked “ Visitors ’ Bell, ” and the other “ Servants ’ Bell. ” 12 “ I ’ ll wait till the song ’ s over, ” thought Alice, “ and then I ’ ll ring — the — which bell must I ring ?
 
” she went on, very much puzzled by the names. “ I ’ m not a visitor, and I ’ m not a servant. There ought to be one marked ‘ Queen, ’ you know — ” Just then the door opened a little way, and a creature with a long beak put its head out for a moment and said “ No admittance till the week after next !