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- However, there was the hill full in sight, so there was nothing to be
- done but start again. This time she came upon a large flower-bed, with
- a border of daisies, and a willow-tree growing in the middle.
- “O Tiger-lily,” said Alice, addressing herself to one that was waving
- gracefully about in the wind, “I _wish_ you could talk!”
- “We _can_ talk,” said the Tiger-lily: “when there’s anybody worth
- talking to.”
- Alice was so astonished that she could not speak for a minute: it quite
- seemed to take her breath away. At length, as the Tiger-lily only went
- on waving about, she spoke again, in a timid voice—almost in a whisper.
- “And can _all_ the flowers talk?”
- “As well as _you_ can,” said the Tiger-lily. “And a great deal louder.”
- “It isn’t manners for us to begin, you know,” said the Rose, “and I
- really was wondering when you’d speak! Said I to myself, ‘Her face has
- got _some_ sense in it, though it’s not a clever one!’ Still, you’re
- the right colour, and that goes a long way.”
- ...
- “Never mind!” Alice said in a soothing tone, and stooping down to the
- daisies, who were just beginning again, she whispered, “If you don’t
- hold your tongues, I’ll pick you!”
- There was silence in a moment, and several of the pink daisies turned
- white.
- “That’s right!” said the Tiger-lily. “The daisies are worst of all.
- When one speaks, they all begin together, and it’s enough to make one
- wither to hear the way they go on!”
- Through the Looking-Glass, and What Alice Found There, Chapter 2 - The Garden of Live Flowers
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