Even real scented rushes, you know, last only a very little while-and these, being dream-rushes, melted away almost like snow, as they lay in heaps at her feet-but Alice hardly noticed this, there were so many other curious things to think about.
hauek, amestutako ihiak izanik, desagertu egiten ziren ia elurra bezala, neskaren oinetan metaturik..., baina Alice nekez ohartu zitekeen horretaz, pentsatzeko hainbeste gauza bitxi izanik.