What’s in a name?
“Oh dear! Oh dear! I shall be late!”
“but what was the rabbit late for?” wondered Alice. She illicitly read a little further.
” …but when the Rabbit actually took a watch out of its waistcoat- pocket, and looked at it, and then hurried on, Edith started to her feet ….”
Alice frowned and discarded the rough manuscript. Late rabbits scampered from her thoughts. Uncle Charles, it appeared, had already chosen his favourite to star in his marvelous new novel. Well, she wouldn’t be ignored. If her sister could flirt, so could she. After all, there was that rowing trip planned for tomorrow…. She grinned slyly, suddenly thoughtful, and quietly left the study.
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