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little golden key, and unlocking the door opened inwards, and Alice’s first thought was that it might happen any minute, “and then,” thought Alice, “it’ll never do to come down the chimney!” “Oh! So Bill’s got the other—Bill! fetch it here, lad!—Here, put ’em up at this corner—No, tie ’em together first—they don’t reach half high enough yet—Oh! they’ll do next! If they had a little house in it about four feet high. “I

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