thing from the past resurfaces.

“It'll be no use their putting their heads down and saying "Come up again, dear!"
I shall only look up and say "Who am I then? Tell me that first, and then,
if I like being that person, I'll come up.

if not, I'll stay down here till I'm somebody else"

but, oh dear!' cried Alice, with a sudden burst of tears,

'I do wish they WOULD put their heads down! I am so VERY tired
of being all alone here!”