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There seemed to be no use in waiting by the little door, so she

went back to the table, half hoping she might find another key on

it, or at any rate a book of rules for shutting people up like

telescopes: this time she found a little bottle on it, ("which

certainly was not here before," said Alice,) and round the neck

of the bottle was a paper label, with the words "DRINK ME,"

beautifully printed on it in large letters.