'I'm not surprised,' said the Cat, and vanished again. Alice began to walk on, and decided to visit the March Hare. 'It's the month of May now,' she said to herself, 'so perhaps the Hare won't be as mad as he was in March.'
Suddenly, there was the Cheshire Cat again, sitting in another tree. Alice jumped in surprise. 'Do you think,' she said politely, 'that you could come and go more slowly?'