hinkened enough, Floss? By tea-time?"

"I don't know. No, I think you had better wait till to-morrow morning,
and then perhaps the plan will be ready."

"Very well," said Carrots, adding, with a little sigh, "to-morrow
morning is a long time, Floss."

"Not very," said Floss, consolingly. "Now, Carrots, let's have one more
race, and then we must go in."

CHAPTER III.

PLANS.

"'Have you invented a plan for it?' Alice inquired.
'Not yet,' said the knight."

_Through the Looking-glass._

The next morning Carrots woke very early, and the first thing he thought
of was the plan. Floss and he slept in the night nursery, in two little
beds, and nurse slept in a small room that had a door opening into the
nursery. She used to sleep there herself, but now that Carrots was so
big, Floss and he were quite safe by themselves, and poor old nurse
enjoyed having her own little room.

Floss was still asleep, so Carrots only climbed out of his own cot into
hers, and crouched himself down at the foot, watching for her to wake.
Floss looked very nice asleep; her "fuzzy" hair was tumbling over the
pillow, and her cheeks looked pinker than when she was awake.

"I wonder what being asleep is," thought the little boy as he looked at
her. "I always go away, such a long way, when I am asleep. I wonder if
Floss does."

She couldn't have been very far away just then, for somehow, though
Carrots sat so still, she seemed to know he was there. She turned round
and half opened her eyes, and then shut them as if she were trying to go
to sleep again, then opened them once more, quite wide this time, and
caught sight of the funny little figure beside her.

"Carrots," she said, in a sleepy voice, "Carrots, dear, what are you
doing there? You'll catch cold."

"No, I won't. May I come in 'aside you, Floss? I was only watching for
you to wake; I didn't wake you, did I?" said Carrots, as Floss made room
for him, and he poked his cold little toes down into a nice warm place,
"I did so want to know if it was ready, for it's to-morrow morning now."

"If what's ready?" said Floss, for she was rather sleepy still.

"The plan for getting money."

"Oh!" said Floss. "Yes," she went on after thinking for a minute, "yes,
it's nearly ready; at least I'm almost sure it is. But it's not quite
ready for telling _you_, yet, Carrots."

Carrots looked terribly disappointed.

"I think," went on Floss,