Alice was not a bit hurt, and she jumped up on to her feet in a moment: she looked up, but it was all dark overhead; before her was another long passage, and the White Rabbit was still in sight, hurrying down it.
Non s'era fatta male e saltò in piedi, svelta. Guardo in alto: era buio: ma davanti vide un lungo corridoio, nel quale camminava il Coniglio bianco frettolosamente.