The voices did n't join in this time , as she had n't spoken , but to her great surprise , they all THOUGHT in chorus -LRB- I hope you understand what THINKING IN CHORUS means -- for I must confess that I do n't -RRB- , ` Better say nothing at all . Language is worth a thousand pounds a word ! ' ' I shall dream about a thousand pounds tonight , I know I shall ! ' thought Alice . All this time the Guard was looking at her , first through a telescope , then through a microscope , and then through an opera-glass . At last he said , ` You 're travelling the wrong way , ' and shut up the window and went away . ` So young a child , ' said the gentleman sitting opposite to her -LRB- he was dressed in white paper -RRB- , ` ought to know which way she 's going , even if she does n't know her own name ! ' A Goat , that was sitting next to the gentleman in white , shut his eyes and said in a loud voice , ` She ought to know her way to the ticket-office , even if she does n't know her alphabet ! ' There was a Beetle sitting next to the Goat -LRB- it was a very queer carriage-full of passengers altogether -RRB- , and , as the rule seemed to be that they should all speak in turn , HE went on with ` She 'll have to go back from here as luggage ! ' Alice could n't see who was sitting beyond the Beetle , but a hoarse voice spoke next . ` Change engines -- ' it said , and was obliged to leave off . ` It sounds like a horse , ' Alice thought to herself . And an extremely small voice , close to her ear , said , ` You might make a joke on that -- something about `` horse '' and `` hoarse , '' you know . ' Then a very gentle voice in the distance said , ` She must be labelled `` Lass , with care , '' you know -- ' And after that other voices went on -LRB- ` What a number of people there are in the carriage ! ' thought Alice -RRB- , saying , ` She must go by post , as she 's got a head on her -- ' ` She must be sent as a message by the telegraph -- ' ` She must draw the train herself the rest of the way -- ' and so on . But the gentleman dressed in white paper leaned forwards and whispered in her ear , ` Never mind what they all say , my dear , but take a return-ticket every time the train stops . ' ` Indeed I sha n't ! ' Alice said rather impatiently . ' I do n't belong to this railway journey at all -- I was in a wood just now -- and I wish I could get back there . ' ` You might make a joke on THAT , ' said the little voice close to her ear : ` something about `` you WOULD if you could , '' you know . '
` Do n't tease so , ' XXXXX Alice , looking about in vain to see where the voice came from ; ` if you 're so anxious to have a joke made , why do n't you make one yourself ? '
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