Presently she began again.  `I wonder if I shall fall right THROUGH the earth!  How funny it'll seem to come out among the people that walk with their heads downward!  The Antipathies, I think--' (she was rather glad there WAS no one listening, this time, as it didn't sound at all the right word) `--but I shall have to ask them what the name of the country is, you know.
Please, Ma'am, is this New Zealand or Australia?' (and she tried to curtsey as she spoke--fancy CURTSEYING as you're falling through the air!  Do you think you could manage it?)  `And what an ignorant little girl she'll think me for asking!  No, it'll never do to ask:  perhaps I shall see it written up somewhere.'