By this time she had found her way into a tidy little room, with a table in the window on which was a looking-glass and, (as Alice had hoped,) two or three pairs of gloves, and was just going to leave the room, when her eye fell upon a little bottle that stood near the lookin-glass: there was no label on it this time with the words "drink me", but nevertheless she uncorked it and put it to her lips: "I know something interesting is sure to happen", she said to herself, "whenever I eat or drink anything, so I'll see what this battle does. I do hope it'll make me grow larger, fot I'm quite tired of being such a tiny little thing!".