Alice Chapter Four Begins

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Qonáfhto Fhé.
Chapter Four
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Qíxei Syoê Xhepte-yiilii-yùpwar Soníxáxa-yan.
The Jackalope sends in a little Arsinotherium
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Soníxáxà-yufhang ker Eiréna keis tròti tròti khakhàlpi’ uwekhathaka-yùngpu keis qtí khmiqwelónge khmiqwelónge xhatlhà-yatser koxh-ing jáxe pfhe jhenteil-òlkha qìr xhré xhré-yèpyer khlílu xhnalwa-sixe-khmafhàxhru Saraxìm-epakh, “Taî Turkhàka-xing Tworlomótha!  Xá Tùrkhaka Tlhithyelínge!  Aî-fhárpti khlòrfha!  Aî-thyae-yòntet akhànulu!
There was the Candescent Jackalope, galumphing about, moving andante, returning again, and, anxious, looking around, as he went, as if he had lost something or other, and the Khniîkhan Princess heard its saying to itself, “Oh Blue Duchess!  Oh Orange Duchess!  Oh my lovely horns!  Oh my fur and whiskers!
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Xhnípe-yàmpei’ ur toxhwawa-yòlkha qoe pú kexhe-yan-etwur-eng pejor junth-opaingateqha pein-e-xhrejor xhyát-ìthni!  Ei khìthyu sae pú-xhni pus xhyoaqoas xhyoaqoas lrìnxhan kei-xhrejor?  Ei pfhu fhàlës pú-sa!”
They shall both have me disemboweled, if triceratops surely assume themselves to be true!  Where could I, indeed, have dropped them by chance?  I wonder, in fact, about what I just chanted!”
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Khrárt khrúja’ ei-xhrejor xaonta-yexhyeû-xing Alixhlìnye telaselónge-yoâqen xenáxatho-yòntet xór qlutoyutyay-iîlwat qhoraifhepelpi-yùtya koxha-yan-ing-epyer tlhetlheunta-yoaqèn-atlhies keiy-aswaor ingoîrei xhnir fhùmfha pùngqeis xhnoike tsìswi qir pfhól kei-sur.
Alixhlìnye guessed, understanding in a moment that he was searching for the hand fan and a pair of white gloves of qhoraîfhe dinosaur leather, and she, being compassionate, began hunting all o'er the place for them, but they were not seen in any place.
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P-opaingaja xhnípe xhroe xekhyà-fhyaka xhroa khórt thìnar kejoqe tsetrumèt-aloi xhthetowo-yùtya kexhe-xing kejoqe yepyer tyona-yìxhna qìr xhré xhré xhyeparlusqrun-ùpwar aqhuss swui-yùpwar qlárt aqhus xhyòkoko xhmàlo.
All things seemed to have changed themselves, after she swung in the pool of teardrops, and the great teahall, and the glass table, and the little door had altogether vanished.
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Tlhetlhèpfhu yinthei-yapwa’ Alixhlìnye xhthaîtamat xhthaîtamat kae yatlhiess Soníxáxà-yepakh xhnoe khnie-yàngikher paje-jhyèlta xhlir qrèxi-xing qròjhi kexhe-yaswaor-ing xú, “Xá’ Olenótha’ àtanair fhwii qhotqeqhe-yoâqes xhyei-xhmoas xhrúfha poa-yoâtye texh-ing?  Ás toaqing xhèkhmufha xhwénima syàrmla se poa xing pein khneu-khniletlheqhe-yàlyir tsena-xór-ùlkha sufhye-yùtya xhnir fháli-xing pú-xhmi!  Fhértha-yétyai-yoîpil!”
Very soon the Jackalope happened to notice Alixhlìnye, as she was hunting here and there, and he called out to her, saying in an angry tone to her, “Oh Olenótha, handmaiden, my girl, why are you frolicking from this place?  Be it that you go home, running this very moment, as you fetch a pair of gloves with a hand fan for me.  Be quick now!”
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Eiqhor-xhwùtlhapi kóm Alixhlìnye qoe tnèkhreqha’ oatyexi-yùnwung fharne-yùtakh-ing xhonù-yufham koxh-ing xhlir khwóm-ing-ìnwi kus paje-xhmanumàt-axúng tsìxi teiqha-khnatlhu-yùlkha Soníxáxa kexh-ing.
And Alixhlìnye was so terrified that she ran, going suddenly towards the direction which he indicated, but she did not attempt to explain the Jackalope’s mistake.
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“Paje-xhwuxoînur koxha-xhlix-ing ólakh per paje-yákilair,” éxho-xing paje-sixe-qhekhèkhna koaqing qherlréthao.  “Lyóngìm-axúng lyóngtìm-axúng xhmuju paje-khyetàmat-an Steqírenatt Tnún xhroe pú-sa!
“He believes, by chance, that I am his handmaiden,” she chanted to herself as she ran.  “How surprised he shall be, to learn that I am a Cælestial Princess of the Blood in fact!”
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Xhnoet fhàrnesim ei khnie-fhyeîneqhe fhlinorsénxha xenáxatho-yòntet ejesòxhra kú-xhrejor-ing kú-xhmi-xing pexhe-yan-ing ujaxhmi-yajókh-àlwos kúl fhoâ-yepakh pú-xhni.”  Ei pfhu qheltà-yatser jhunwènthe khárle-yùpwar khnìjhi xhlèpreim pfhu qir oqexhmoa-xing-apònya tèjhu teiqha-thapyot-ùjhwu lreîrt syáke xhnípe-yùjhwu toxhejhi-yùlkha xhnir éjar qte, “Khnatà-Khmita Sóxáxa Khniikhamiêla xhroe’” uqte pyàkhtanga ser.
But ‘tis best that I lead and bring the hand fan and gloves to him, provided that, in fact, I can find such.”  Saying these words, she chanced to arrive at a trig, trim, and small triangular and circular house on whose door extended a bright, brazen sign, engrave with the words, “Our Household, the Moonwhite Jackalopes.”
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Xhnàjhijhi qus axúng eqìrxi kexh-ing-epyer jhaêrs swerti-yàqlas xhrí xhmáròt-atser tnaîsqa tsena tlhir fhènti soe’ aîfhi’ Olenótha tneswòrlot kae kexhe-yepakh-ing-epyer kho xhnípe túyeî-yejikh fhókhh khmo xing kexh-ing-aqwa wthentelónge jis fháli-yulkha-yòntet aliyésulo.
Before not knocking on the door, she went in and hurried to go up the middle of the stars in mighty fear, lest she accidentally meet the actual Olenótha for the first time, and so be tossed out of the house, before finding the hand fan and gloves.
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