Alice looked around and saw a Cheshire cat in a tree, with a big smile on her face. “Sorry,” she said, “can you tell me which way to go?”

Alice looked around and saw a Cheshire cat in a tree, with a big smile on her face. “Sorry,” she said, “can you tell me which way to go?” “Where do you want to get? - said the cat. “I don't know, ' said Alice. “Where am I going?” “Hatter lives there, said the cat. He pointed in one direction. “And the March Hare lives there.” He pointed to the other side. “You can visit any of them. They're both crazy.” “I don't want to visit mad people, said Alice. “Well, I'm sorry, 'said the cat,' but we're all mad here! I'm angry. You are mad. Goodbye!” The cat slowly disappeared, starting from the tail, while Alice could only see his smile. “I'm going to visit the March Hare said to Alice, and she walked through the woods until she came to the house of the March hare. When she saw the house, Alice knew* she was in the right place. There was fur on the roof, and the chimneys looked like long ears. There was a long table under a tree in March hare in the garden. The Hatter and the March Hare were on the table. There was a Dormouse between them. He was fast asleep. Alice sat in one of the armchairs. “Hello! said the March Hare. "There is lemonade!” Alice looked down at the table. There was no lemonade. There was only tea. “I don't see any lemonade, ' she said. translate