`I should like to buy an egg, please,' she said timidly.

`How do you sell them?'

`Fivepence farthing for one -- twopence for two,' the Sheep replied.

`Then two are cheaper than one?' Alice said in a surprised tone, taking out her purse.

`Only you must eat them both, if you buy two,' said the Sheep.

`Then I'll have one, please,' said Alice, as she put the money down on the counter. For she thought to herself, `They mightn't be at all nice, you know.'

The Sheep took the money, and put it away in a box: then she said `I never put things into people's hands -- that would never do -- you must get it for yourself.' And so saying, she went off to the other end of the shop, and set the egg upright on a shelf.

`I wonder why it wouldn't do?' thought Alice, as she groped her way among the tables and chairs, for the shop was very dark towards the end. `The egg seems to get further away the more I walk towards it. Let me see, is this a chair? Why, it's got branches, I declare! How very odd to find trees growing here! And actually here's a little brook! Well, this is the very queerest shop I ever saw!'

So she went on, wondering more and more at every step, as everything turned into a tree the moment she came up to it, and she quite expected the egg to do the same.