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THROUGH THE LOOKING GLASS
An Interactive Tutorial
by Gareth Rees and Doug Atkinson
Release 1 / Serial number 010904 / Inform v6.21 Library 6/10 SX
Standard interpreter 1.0 (6F) / Library serial number 991113

>l

Drawing room
The gentle sound of snow against the window pane suggests that it's cold
outside, and you're glad to be here in the warmth. The drawing-room is reflected
in the large looking-glass on the wall above the mantelpiece, and a very
comfortable room it is too, with a warm hearth, a soft rug and an arm-chair that
you can curl up and sleep in.

An abandoned chess board lies on the floor.

A discarded ball of worsted lies on the floor here.

Two kittens, one white and one black, are playing together by the arm-chair.

The black kitten sits up and washes its tail.

>x board
It's left here from the game you were playing just now, but the pieces are all
missing - the kittens will insist on playing with them.

The white kitten chases after the black kitten.

>x white
What a beautiful kitten the white kitten is. Why, it's quite definitely your
favourite of the pair, and much prettier than that naughty black kitten.

The black kitten scratches its head on the arm-chair.

>x black
What a beautiful kitten the black kitten is. Why, it's quite definitely your
favourite of the pair, and much prettier than that naughty white kitten.

The white kitten jumps on top of the black kitten and they roll around on the
floor.

>x ball
It's a ball of fine blue wool, all rolled up in preparation for some embroidery.

The black kitten chases its tail.

>x chair
It's a huge arm-chair, the perfect place for a kitten or a little girl to curl
up in and doze. It has been pushed over to the window.

The white kitten washes the black kitten.

>x window
Outside the window it's snowing gently, and you're glad to be in here in the
warmth.

The black kitten scampers after a speck of dust.

>open it
You wouldn't want to catch a chill, would you? Better leave the window shut.

The white kitten scampers around the arm-chair and the black kitten chases after
it.

>x rug
It's a beautiful rug, made in some far off country, perhaps India or Araby,
wherever those might be.

The black kitten rolls around on the floor.

>get it
The rug is much too large and heavy for you to carry.

The white kitten bats at the black kitten with its paw.

>pull it
But a hearth-rug is meant to be next to the hearth!

The black kitten sits up and washes its tail.

>look under it
You lift up a corner of the rug and, peering underneath, discover the red queen
from the chess set. You pick her up.

The white kitten chases after the black kitten.

>enter chair
You jump into the warm and comfortable arm-chair.

The black kitten scratches its head on the arm-chair.

>x mirror
In the looking-glass you can see the drawing-room of the looking-glass house.
What you can see is very much the same as this drawing-room, only all reversed,
left for right. But you are sure that out of the corners of the glass, where you
ca'n't see, the looking-glass world is quite different from yours.

The white kitten jumps on top of the black kitten and they roll around on the
floor.

>get on mantel
You ca'n't reach the mantelpiece from here.

The black kitten chases its tail.

>get white
You pick up the white kitten. What a beautiful creature it is!

The white kitten purrs quietly to itself.

>get worsted
Taken.

The black kitten scratches its head on the arm-chair.

>push chair
You'll have to get off the arm-chair first.

>get off it
You get off the arm-chair.

Drawing room

An abandoned chess board lies on the floor.

A black kitten is playing by the arm-chair.

The black kitten rolls around on the floor.

>push chair
Not with a kitten in your arms!

>drop white
The white kitten squirms out of your arms and scampers away.

The black kitten chases after the white kitten.

>push chair
You are about to start moving the chair when you notice that the white kitten is
right in the way. It's a good thing you spotted it, or you would have squashed
flat the poor little thing.

The white kitten scratches its head on the arm-chair.

>x mantel
It's higher off the ground than your head, but it looks wide enough and sturdy
enough to support you.

The black kitten jumps on top of the white kitten and they roll around on the
floor.

>throw ball at mirror
You don't want seven years' bad luck, do you?

The white kitten chases its tail.

>untangle wool
You're as quick as can be at rolling up balls of wool, though you say so
yourself! Soon it's neat and tidy again.

The black kitten washes the white kitten.

>give it to white
You toss the ball of worsted onto the floor and the white kitten scampers after
it, quickly turning the neat ball into a tangle.

The white kitten stops playing and scratches its ears.

>x it
It's in a terrible tangle. All that time you spent rolling it up, and now look
at it!

>i
You are carrying:
  a red queen

The white kitten leaps onto the ball of worsted and grapples bravely with it.

>push chair
You are about to start moving the chair when you notice that the black kitten is
right in the way. It's a good thing you spotted it, or you would have squashed
flat the poor little thing.

>get white king
Alas, that chess piece seems to be missing. Those naughty kittens!

The white kitten bats at the ball of worsted with its paw.

>x queen
She's a fierce little chess piece.

>give her to black
(the red queen to the black kitten)
You toss the red queen onto the floor and the black kitten scampers after it.

The white kitten jumps into the ball of worsted and gets tangled up in a mess of
threads.

>give queen to black
(first taking the red queen)
You toss the red queen onto the floor and the black kitten scampers after it.

>push chair
You push the arm-chair over to the hearth.

The white kitten pushes the ball of worsted across the floor and chases after
it.

>attack white
You would never do such a beastly thing to such a defenceless little animal!

>kiss white
You give the white kitten a little kiss on its nose, and it looks sweetly and
demurely at you.

The white kitten stops playing and scratches its ears.

>ask white about wool
The white kitten twitches its whiskers and looks at you with such a clever
expression that you are certain it understands every word you are saying.

>get white
You pick up the white kitten. What a beautiful creature it is!

The white kitten purrs contentedly to itself.

>put it in chair
You need to be holding the arm-chair before you can put it into something else.

>i
You are carrying:
  a white kitten

The white kitten mews plaintively.

>put white in chair
That can't contain things.

>put white on chair
The white kitten jumps off the arm-chair, landing lightly on the floor before
scampering away.

The white kitten scratches its head on the arm-chair.

>l

Drawing room
The gentle sound of snow against the window pane suggests that it's cold
outside, and you're glad to be here in the warmth. The drawing-room is reflected
in the large looking-glass on the wall above the mantelpiece, and a very
comfortable room it is too, with a warm hearth, a soft rug and an arm-chair that
you can curl up and sleep in.

A white kitten is playing by the arm-chair.

A black kitten is playing with the red queen.

A discarded ball of worsted lies on the floor here.

An abandoned chess board lies on the floor.

>get on chair
You jump into the warm and comfortable arm-chair.

The white kitten rolls around on the floor.

>get on mantel
You scramble up onto the mantelpiece.

>x mirror
Strangely, the glass is beginning to melt away, just like a bright silvery mist.

The white kitten chases its tail.

>enter it
Your hand goes right through the silvery mist, and in another moment the rest of
you follows, and you are through the glass...

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Looking-Glass Room
This is like your drawing-room, but the parts that ca'n't be seen from the old
room are curiously different. The pictures on the wall seem to wink at you, and
the view out the window is one of gardens in summer-time. There is no fire in
the hearth, but a pile of cinders with chess-pieces crawling through the grate.

There is a staircase leading south to the outdoors; after spending all day
indoors, an afternoon in in the gardens seems inviting.

You can see a table and a book here.

>x grate
Your housekeeper would never tolerate such a mess in your grate. The cinders are
heaped all about, and pose an obstacle for the chess-pieces walking about arm in
arm.
The White King is here, crawling very slowly from bar to bar.
>x table
This mahogany table has no equivalent in your old room. It is long and low, and
sits before the hearth.

>pull it
But if you did that, someone in your old room would be able to see it, and there
isn't a table like this in your old room to reflect. It makes you quite confused
to consider what might happen then.

>get book
Taken.

>x it
It seems to be a book of poetry, but there's no title or author.

>read it
It's written in some language you don't know. The first verse looks like this:

               .YKCOWREBBAJ

     sevot yhtils eht dna ,gillirb sawT'
  ;ebaw eht ni elbmig dna eryg diD
          ,sevogorob eht erew ysmim llA
      .ebargtuo shtar emom eth dnA

>read it in mirror
You ca'n't see that in the looking-glass.

>get white
You take up the king between thumb and forefinger. He seems startled, and looks
towards the table yearningly.

>climb table
You clamber onto the table.

>read king in mirror
The looking-glass White King looks just like the real White King only all
reversed, left for right.

>read book in mirror
The book is reversed in the mirror; you can read it now! The first verse of the
poem reads:

            JABBERWOCKY.

 'Twas brilling, and the slithy toves
       Did gyre and gimble in the wabe
  All mimsy were the borogoves,
       And the mome raths outgrabe.

It goes on for a while, but you ca'n't seem to make it out at all.

>drop white
What, on the floor? That would be rude!

>put white on table
He looks about to see who moved him to the table, but seems unable to see you.
After collecting his thoughts for a moment, he pulls a stub of pencil from his
robes and writes a memorandum to himself. He places the memorandum beneath his
robes, dropping the pencil as he does so. A feeling of exhaustion seems to
overcome him, for he lies down and immediately falls asleep.

>x king
A miniature monarch in white, about as long as your hand.
He's on his back with his crown pulled over his face, snoring gently.

>x table
This mahogany table has no equivalent in your old room. It is long and low, and
sits before the hearth.

>l

Looking-Glass Room (on the table)
This is like your drawing-room, but the parts that ca'n't be seen from the old
room are curiously different. The pictures on the wall seem to wink at you, and
the view out the window is one of gardens in summer-time. There is no fire in
the hearth, but a pile of cinders with chess-pieces crawling through the grate.

There is a staircase leading south to the outdoors; after spending all day
indoors, an afternoon in in the gardens seems inviting.

On the table you can see a pencil.

>get pencil
Taken.

>x it
A tiny nubbin of a pencil.

>d
You'll have to get off the table first.

>get off table
You get off the table.

Looking-Glass Room

You can see a table here.

>x grate
Your housekeeper would never tolerate such a mess in your grate. The cinders are
heaped all about, and pose an obstacle for the chess-pieces walking about arm in
arm.

>get white rook
They seem content as they are.

>kiss king
The King looks around in astonishment at being kissed by a giant pair of
invisible lips.

>attack king
Attacking an adult is rude. Attacking royalty is treason.

>get king
Don't disturb him, he's asleep.

>x window
Outside it's warm and sunny, and you're eager to explore the gardens.

>x pictures
When you look away from them, the eyes seem to move; but when you turn directly
at them, they're still. No matter how quick you are, you ca'n't seem to catch
them in motion.

>d
You don't have to run down the stairs; you just keep your fingertips on the
hand-rail, and float down the stairs and through the hall. You manage to catch
yourself on the door-post of the 

Back Door
You can see a bit of the gardens out the doorway. You'd get a better view from
the top of the hill to your east.

>e
It's the most frustrating thing! You start out for the hill-top, but the path
seems to twist in and out like a corkscrew, and you keep returning to the house.
Finally, you find yourself in a...

Flower Garden
A tiger-lily towers over this flower-bed, which is filled with roses and
daisies.

You can see a Red Queen here.

>w

Back Door

>e
It's the most frustrating thing! You start out for the hill-top, but the path
seems to twist in and out like a corkscrew, and you keep returning to the house.
Finally, you find yourself in a...

Flower Garden

You can see a Red Queen here.

>e
You start to head in that direction, but the path gives itself a little shake
and you find yourself back where you started.

>x queen
Quite unlike the chess-piece you handled earlier, Her Red Majesty stands a head
taller than you, haughty and imperious. She stares at the horizon, and pays you
little attention.

>ask queen about king
The Queen seems displeased. Evidently you haven't shown her the proper courtesy.

>curtsey
You bob up and down in place.

>curtsey to queen
The Queen smiles. She seems pleased at your display of respect. 

"So, you'd like to be a Queen, would you?" (In fact, the thought hadn't crossed
your mind, but it does hold a certain appeal.) "I'd like to advise you, but--" 

You wait for her to complete her sentence, but she doesn't.

>ask queen about flowers
"I make it a policy never to speak of such things. I find those of your age tend
to forget things that aren't written down. Why, you'd need a book to keep track
of everything I know, and anything that's not on a note would leave your head at
once." You feel somewhat offended; after all, you are seven and a half years
old.

>ask queen about pencil
"It's right there in your hand, child."

>ask queen about king
"Meek and timid."

>ask queen about note
"Do you see a writing implement anywhere about me?" Now that she mentions it,
you don't.

>ask queen about book
"I haven't the means to write one, and I've already read six before dinner."

>ask queen about mirror
"I make it a policy never to speak of such things. I find those of your age tend
to forget things that aren't written down. Why, you'd need a book to keep track
of everything I know, and anything that's not on a note would leave your head at
once." You feel somewhat offended; after all, you are seven and a half years
old.

>give pencil to queen
"Aha! Just the thing!" The Queen takes the pencil and rapidly scribbles out a
note; curiously, the pencil seems to get longer as she writes.

When she finishes, she hands you the note. Without a word or a good-bye, she
vanishes, though whether into thin air or just by running you ca'n't make out.

>read note
It's all written in some language you ca'n't understand. If your father were
here, he could translate it, but he's not, and you are on your own.

>w

Back Door

>u

Looking-Glass Room

You can see a table here.

>climb table
You clamber onto the table.

>script off

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