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White Rabbit was still in sight, hurrying down it. There was not a moment to be lost: away went Alice like the wind, and was just in time to hear it say, as it turned a corner, 'Oh my ears and whiskers, how late it's getting!' She was close behind it when she turned the corner, but the Rabbit was no longer to be seen: she found herself in the long hall, and close to the little glass table. 'Now, I'll manage better this time,' she said to herself, 'it would have made a dreadfully ugly child:.