[ Once more, Alice can take refuge in the fact something looks as exactly like she remembers it, unlike the knave of hearts. Her memory on Will is fuzzy. Alice starts to get excited when she sees it, a soft, sad smile drifting across her face. ]

That is a bandersnatch! A baby, no less! What is it doing here? The last time I saw of one was through the looking glass-

[ She stops herself right there, looking fondly at it through the locket, absolutely wistful. ]

The poor thing! Where on earth did you find it?