Voices Now Una, nobody knew why, began to lose spirit, and to grow pale.

Her fun and frolic were quite gone! Even her songs ceased.

She was silent with her sister, and loved solitude better.

She said she was well, and quite happy, and could in no wise be got to account for the lamentable change that had stolen over her.

She had grown odd too, and obstinate in trifles; and strangely reserved and cold.
Alice was very unhappy in consequence.