FlashUI_Memories_1_M_1_Bumby = Slave to Memory
FlashUI_Memories_1_M_2_Lizzie = Intermingling of Species
FlashUI_Memories_1_M_3_Mother = Parental Palpitations
FlashUI_Memories_1_M_4_Father = When What Reeks Can Kill
FlashUI_Memories_1_M_5_DrWilson = The Desire to Disappear
FlashUI_Memories_1_M_6_Lizzie = Fun by Oneself Revealed
FlashUI_Memories_1_M_7_Nanny = Mock-Turtle Soup
FlashUI_Memories_1_M_8_DrWilson = Take Flight or Fight
FlashUI_Memories_1_M_9_A_Bumby = Leaving One's Troubles
FlashUI_Memories_1_M_9_B_Bumby = Time Trumps Memory
FlashUI_Memories_1_M_10_Bumby = Upsets to Ear & Eye
FlashUI_Memories_1_M_11_Lizzie = Lethal Smells
FlashUI_Memories_1_M_12_Mother = The Best of Friends
FlashUI_Memories_1_M_13_Father = Rock of Gibralter
FlashUI_Memories_1_M_14_Mother = Nearly an Indecency
FlashUI_Memories_1_M_15_Lizzie = No Key to My Heart
FlashUI_Memories_1_M_17_Lawyer = Industrious Suffering
FlashUI_Memories_1_M_18_Nanny = Paper Pile Ignites
FlashUI_Memories_1_M_19_Pris = Reckless Obstinance
FlashUI_Memories_1_M_20_Father = A Trip to Brighton
FlashUI_Memories_1_M_21_Bumby = Insects Eat Their Own
FlashUI_Memories_1_M_22_DrWilson = Childish Things
FlashUI_Memories_1_M_23_Mother = Roast in Our Beds
FlashUI_Memories_2_M_1_Pris = A Pitiful Waste
FlashUI_Memories_2_M_2_Father = Cursing the Darkness
FlashUI_Memories_2_M_4_Lawyer = Macabre Speculation
FlashUI_Memories_2_M_5_Father = Wisdom of the Ages
FlashUI_Memories_2_M_6_DrWilson = Brittle Fish Scales
FlashUI_Memories_2_M_7_Father = Photographic Memory
FlashUI_Memories_2_M_9_Nanny = Perfecting Practice
FlashUI_Memories_2_M_10_Lizzie = Smoking on the Sky
FlashUI_Memories_2_M_11_Lawyer = Grotesque Headgear
FlashUI_Memories_2_M_12_Pris = Spontaneous Combustion
FlashUI_Memories_2_M_13_DrWilson = Different Friends
FlashUI_Memories_2_M_14_Lawyer = Brick Homes Do Burn
FlashUI_Memories_2_M_15_DrWilson = A Lonesome Child
FlashUI_Memories_2_M_16_Bumby = Ship Sinks In Arctic
FlashUI_Memories_2_M_17_Mother = Domestic Dustups
FlashUI_Memories_2_M_18_Mother = A Cry For Help
FlashUI_Memories_3_M_2_Bumby = The "Guy" on Fire
FlashUI_Memories_3_M_4_Lizzie = Sleeping Birds Lie
FlashUI_Memories_3_M_5_Bumby = A Precious Lock
FlashUI_Memories_3_M_6_Mother = One Night Light
FlashUI_Memories_3_M_7_Mother = Music Must Soothe
FlashUI_Memories_3_M_8_Bumby = Flush Away Pain
FlashUI_Memories_3_M_9_Lizzie = Naughty Times Two
FlashUI_Memories_3_M_10_Lawyer = Accidents Do Happen
FlashUI_Memories_3_M_11_DrWilson = A Life in Chains
FlashUI_Memories_3_M_12_Pris = Ode to Blistered Skin
FlashUI_Memories_3_M_13_Lawyer = Aesthetic Opinion
FlashUI_Memories_3_M_14_Lizzie = The Pathetic Sailor
FlashUI_Memories_3_M_15_Lawyer = Marmoreal Memory
FlashUI_Memories_3_M_16_Lawyer = Conflagration's Origin
FlashUI_Memories_3_M_17_Nanny = Oriental Artifacts
FlashUI_Memories_3_M_18_Pris = A Medical Opinion
FlashUI_Memories_3_M_19_Father = Suffer for Art's Sake
FlashUI_Memories_3_M_20_Father = A Desperate Plea
FlashUI_Memories_4_M_1_Lizzie = Incident at Waterloost
FlashUI_Memories_4_M_2_Lizzie = The Ladies Washroom
FlashUI_Memories_4_M_3_DrWilson = Let Her Eat Cake!
FlashUI_Memories_4_M_4_Bumby = Season For All Things
FlashUI_Memories_4_M_5_DrWilson = No Painless Sacrifices
FlashUI_Memories_4_M_6_Father = Gun or Sword
FlashUI_Memories_4_M_7_Lawyer = Closed Caskets
FlashUI_Memories_4_M_8_Mother = Tupper's Tragedy
FlashUI_Memories_4_M_9_Father = Taxidermy Forbidden
FlashUI_Memories_4_M_10_Bumby = River of Forgetfulness
FlashUI_Memories_4_M_11_Lawyer = Monarchical Doubts
FlashUI_Memories_4_M_12_Pris = Cold Madame Defarge
FlashUI_Memories_4_M_13_Bumby = The Golden Mean
FlashUI_Memories_4_M_14_Nanny = Taste for Blue Ruin
FlashUI_Memories_4_M_15_Lizzie = Slimy Like an Eel
FlashUI_Memories_4_M_16_Nanny = Pictures Tell All
FlashUI_Memories_4_M_17_Lizzie = Another Name For Prison
FlashUI_Memories_5_M_1_Bumby = A Creature's Purpose
FlashUI_Memories_5_M_7_Nanny = Cutlery and the Devil
FlashUI_Memories_5_M_8_Pris = Soul of Practicality
FlashUI_Memories_5_M_9_Bumby = Defining a Leech
FlashUI_Memories_5_M_10_Mother = One Life to Live
FlashUI_Memories_5_M_11_Lizzie = Bunch of Toadies
FlashUI_Memories_5_M_12_Lawyer = Guilty and Innocent
FlashUI_Memories_5_M_13_DrWilson = Science vs. Quakery
FlashUI_Memories_5_M_14_DrWilson = Beloved Toys
FlashUI_Memories_5_M_15_Lawyer = An Executor's Duty
FlashUI_Memories_5_M_16_Bumby = Fix What's Broken
FlashUI_Memories_5_M_17_Father = No Time for Tears
FlashUI_Memories_5_M_18_DrWilson = A Broken Mind
FlashUI_Memories_5_M_19_Bumby = Each Child's Purpose
FlashUI_Memories_5_M_20_Lizzie = Not a Toy!
FlashUI_Memories_5_M_21_Pris = A "Persuasive" Teacher
FlashUI_Memories_C1_BM = The Library was a Firetrap
FlashUI_Memories_C2_BM = The Last one in the Library
FlashUI_Memories_C3_BM = Dinah Saved My Life
FlashUI_Memories_C4_BM = Lizzie Hated Locked Rooms
FlashUI_Memories_C5_BM = Centaurs Don't Live in Oxford
1_M_1_Bumby_01=A flower's purpose is simple and immutable. Human purpose is fickle because it is a slave to memory. Memories must be strictly managed, Alice. Unproductive ones must be eliminated.
1_M_2_Lizzie_01=You're part frog, Alice, I swear. You jump so well!
1_M_3_Mother_01=If you leap from that table again, Alice, I'll expire. You're 2 times too reckless, my girl.
1_M_4_Father_01=Amanita muscaria, Alice, is merely a stinky toadstool. A spongy consistency, but poisonous.
1_M_5_DrWilson_01=Look how small she's become. All curled up, she's barely there, a vixen in her hidey-hole.
1_M_6_Lizzie_01=I'll never have more fun alone than when I rode the big slide in Hyde Park. Papa will take you soon, Alice.
1_M_7_Nanny_01=Finish your soup, girls. Bovine juveniles gave their all for it.
1_M_8_DrWilson_01=" "Flight or fight" implies a permanent choice. But "flight" often just means putting off the fight to another day. Choose your battles wisely, Alice.
1_M_9_A_Bumby_01=Unpleasantness, remote in time and space has only as much power as vivid memory offers it.
1_M_9_B_Bumby_01= Keep troubles and torments at a distance where they may be easily forgotten.
1_M_10_Bumby_01=The railway running through Wonderland sounds charming but inefficient. 'Noise and smoke' like 'snips and snails', perhaps. Best to forget that train. A mock turtle as conductor? Oh no, I don't think that will do at all.
1_M_11_Lizzie_01=Papa, your enthusiasm for photography makes the Library smell like rotted fruit. And I'm certain those solutions are toxic!
1_M_12_Mother_01=Imaginary friends are fine. We can call them to mind, anytime. But would that each of us had a "real" friend Alice, that we could summon with a horn, or a bell, a whistle or a word as needed. That would be ideal!
1_M_13_Father_01=Bricks are rocks, Alice. A brick house, like Gibralter, is impervious to fire, weather and the indecencies of Barbary macaques, should the need arise.
1_M_14_Mother_01=Lizzie, remember when a burst of steam blew your dress up around your neck? Just outside Harrods it was. Fortunate your undergarments had just been laundered.
1_M_15_Lizzie_01=My heart is open, Alice. Never closed, never locked. It needs no key.
1_M_16_Lawyer_01=Head? Yours is particularly unattractive... and very impertinent. I've made my decision. Off with her head... Sentence first. Verdict afterwards.
1_M_17_Lawyer_01=Industry thrives on suffering, obsolescence and ruination, Alice. It's made the East End into a privy! Consider a simple farm life, in Australia, perhaps. We might liquidate what remains of your inheritance.
1_M_18_Nanny_01=Everyone knows the "mischief" began among your father's mountain of paper, Alice; the real question is "how?"
1_M_19_Pris_01=I know you hear me, you contrary child. Use the bed pan! And let go of that wretched rabbit!
1_M_20_Father_01=With gas laid on, Alice, we'll go to Brighton on what we save on beeswax candles and oil.
1_M_21_Bumby_01=Some insects eat their young, Alice. They have much to teach us, alive or dead.
1_M_22_DrWilson_01=It's been years now, Alice; time to put away childish things.
1_M_23_Mother_01=We'll all roast in our beds, Alice, for the sake of your father's unnatural devotion to printed paper. This horde of flammables wants only a malignant spark, and poof... Our flesh and blood is smoke and ash.
2_M_1_Pris_01=So I says to Dr. Bumby, I says, "Model making's all fine and good, but a waste of a perfectly good bottle. I could fill it with gin for thru'pence."
2_M_2_Father_01=Remember, Alice. Don't curse the darkness or the cold when you're in the library at night.
2_M_4_Lawyer_01=Not burned beyond recognition as I recall. It was the smoke, you see. One day you'll join them in the Oxford family vault, I imagine.
2_M_5_Father_01=Whoever destroys a soul, destroys the world. There is much wisdom in that, Alice.
2_M_6_DrWilson_01=...epidermis was singed to the 3rd layer, and the rest of her skin was as brittle as carp scales.
2_M_7_Father_01=I'm pleased you love my sea creatures, Alice. Photographs are a kind of imitation. A great painter captures a true likeness. The camera helps an amateur come close.
2_M_9_Nanny_01=If you spent as much time practicing as you do in "Wonderland" you'd be the next Sullivan. Or Gilbert. One of them.
2_M_10_Lizzie_01=I've smoked a cigarette, Alice; no fun at all. One day I'll try a clay pipe.
2_M_11_Lawyer_01=...scoundrel was fitted with grotesque headgear. If I had ever owned an accessory that unseemly, I'd burn it. Destroy all evidence of it, and deny its existence. I value my reputation.
2_M_12_Pris_01=It could have happened that way, Alice. You remember poor Mr. Kook? Died, didn't he? Dr. Wilson rejects spontaneous combustion. But I trust Mr. Dickens.
2_M_13_DrWilson_01=Pets are friends, and our secret selves, Alice. Your rabbit, too. I'm sure Dinah was a confidant. Always about wasn't she?
2_M_14_Lawyer_01=Odd indeed. Unusual perhaps. Even extraordinary. But nearly nothing is unique, Alice. Yours was not the first brick home to be destroyed by fire.
2_M_15_DrWilson_01=Alice was often alone; an interior and lonesome child, I suspect. Her sister, though loving and much loved, was too old to be a playmate.
2_M_16_Bumby_01=Grave news. The ship was crushed and her crew lost. She was not built for navigating the Arctic ice-fields. The recent competition of governments in fitting out Polar expeditions is needless waste of human life.
2_M_17_Mother_01=Most theatricals and gaffs are unsuitable for young persons. Punch and Judy dustups are no more than vulgar domestic arguments.
2_M_18_Mother_01=Help us Alice! Save us, Alice! Don't leave us alone, Alice! Don't abandon us, Alice! Stay with us!
3_M_1_Charlie_01=That 'Salvation' cow on the High Street says Jonah's another word for 'jinx'. Man's saved from certain death with nothing worse than fish stink on him. Lucky bloke, I'd say.
3_M_2_Bumby_01=What Nurse Witless said, was: "The fire whooshed in; lit her up like the 'guy' on Cracker Night. No one knows how she survived...except Alice. And she's shtoom. Remember?"
3_M_4_Lizzie_01=Cover its cage and the canary goes to sleep, Alice. Out like a snuffed candle. Sleeps the sleep of the "just", like mama and papa. After 10:00 they're unconscious.
3_M_5_Bumby_01=Lovers often exchange a lock of hair to symbolize their vows. The human heart is opened by a vast assortment of keys.
3_M_6_Mother_01=We'll keep just the one lamp Alice--as a night-light. But it stays in the upstairs hall, and only till you turn 12.
3_M_7_Mother_01=Music sooths the savage in us. Alice. Practice! The piano's for more than holding down the carpet.
3_M_8_Bumby_01=Flush the unpleasant from your mind, Alice. Reject the painful as you would the repulsive and depraved. Forgetting is an art.
3_M_9_Lizzie_01=When Papa grounded me, I climbed down the trellis. The tree branch makes a bridge, and it's not much of a drop. Keep our secret, Alice, or we're not sisters!
3_M_10_Lawyer_01=Catastrophe may strike even the best regulated families, Miss Liddell. Of course, one family's disaster may another family's opportunity. And the same goes for a surviving family member, if you know what I mean.
3_M_11_DrWilson_01=...she is certainly ill. She imagines odd things. And she has a 'hero complex': an inherent desire to help others, being unable to help herself, and a compulsion to make the world right. She's trying to 'unlock' the true meaning of her life. And she doesn't know who has the key.
3_M_12_Pris_01=Skin burned by fire or scalded by steam looks wrinkled, like a toadstool in winter.
3_M_13_Lawyer_01=Whoever said true art serves neither ornament nor use is ignorant of the East's aesthetic.
3_M_14_Lizzie_01=Poor Dodgson is a pathetic sailor, and an even worse captain. We'd have run aground on the Isis if I hadn't taken an oar.
3_M_15_Lawyer_01=A dutiful, honorable daughter would commemorate her deceased family in marble. I know a gifted sculptor with whom I might negotiate a commission.
3_M_16_Lawyer_01=The conflagration's point of origin was obvious. First the Library caught fire; and it spread disastrously when the gas-line exploded.
3_M_17_Nanny_01=Radcliffe asked me in just the once. Odd duck. Very proud of his artifacts. Ming, I think he said. And partial to Tokagowa Japan. Doesn't seem the Samurai type, but perhaps that's why.
3_M_18_Pris_01=Certain smells are one-off. You'd never mistake burning human flesh for roasting a lamp chop.
3_M_19_Father_01=Regrettably the creature has to die for its image to be properly captured. The subjects of art often suffer.
3_M_20_Father_01=Fire, Alice, fire!
3_M_20_Father_02=Save yourself! Wake up Lizzie! Lizzie, open the door!
3_M_20_Father_03=The key, Lizzie, unlock the door. You'll burn!
4_M_1_Lizzie_01=...claimed I'd stolen his heart. 'Trifling with his affections!' Creepy sod. Touching me... Told Papa to never invite him to tea again!
4_M_2_Lizzie_01=Once the bounder followed me into the Ladies at Waterloo Station. I had to call the attendant.
4_M_3_DrWilson_01=Food looms large in your dreams, Alice. But cake occupies a special place. Never rejected desert I suspect. Nor tea, if cake was on offer.
4_M_4_Bumby_01=Everything has a season, Alice. A flower blooms and fades away. Memories, too, have a useful life. We should eliminate of the ones that hurt.
4_M_5_DrWilson_01=Games, too, require hard choices. Unpleasant sacrifices must often be made to accomplish a desired goal.
4_M_6_Father_01=A weapon's intended function is almost beside the point. Ultimately it's only as good as the person who wields it.
4_M_7_Lawyer_01=Lovely service. Beautiful music. Closed caskets, though I'm told your sister could have shown to advantage. The flames never got to her.
4_M_8_Mother_01=Whoever said "There is no book so bad, but something good may be found in it" never read Martin Farquhar Tupper's Proverbial Philosophy
4_M_9_Father_01=No bearskin rug before the hearth, no deer antlers on the wall, no taxidermic abominations in the house. Demeans the creatures' dignity!
4_M_10_Bumby_01=Light? Light is useless if what it illuminates causes pain and suffering. Better to cast such things into the dark depths of Lethe, the river of forgetfulness.
4_M_11_Lawyer_01=I do support the monarchy-in principle. I'm sure the Queen is very good at what she does. Whatever that is. But is she not a person, just like ourselves?
4_M_12_Pris_01=Born in the wrong century, I was, Alice. Picture me, Madame Defarge, knitting away as deserving heads roll from the guillotine. Ah, those were good days.
4_M_13_Bumby_01=Balance is the golden mean of all things, Alice. Between light and dark; between disease and health; or even between wrong and right.
4_M_14_Nanny_01=Pris Witless never saw a bottle of gin she couldn't empty in an hour. Do most anything for thru'pence and a long taste of Blue Ruin.
4_M_15_Lizzie_01=His hand was slimy, Alice; like an eel from the Isis. And his name won't help. Bumby! If he ever qualifies, his bed-side manner will require improvement.
4_M_16_Nanny_01=Every picture tells a story. You wouldn't tolerate a book without pictures when you were a girl.
4_M_17_Lizzie_01=A locked room is little more than a cage. A prison by another name. I despise concealment of any kind.
5_M_1_Bumby_01=The proofs are legion! Every creature has a purpose. It is my sacred duty to fit every young person to a calling, be it for ornament or use. Read your history! Read your mythology.
5_M_7_Nanny_01=It's well known that he who eats with the devil must have a very long spoon.
5_M_8_Pris_01=There's a tool for every task. Even the humble funnel has a special job. How would you get gin from a barrel into a bottle?
5_M_9_Bumby_01=Damaged people feed on the emotions of others, Alice. Their strengths...and weaknesses.
5_M_10_Mother_01=You're not a cat, my dear. One life is your allotment! Please be more careful with the carving knife.
5_M_11_Lizzie_01=All those undergraduates waiting for a word from Papa. "Might I hold the tea cozy, Sir?" "Might I pour, Sir?" Bunch of toadies.
5_M_12_Lawyer_01=The undiscovered guilty and the wronged innocent share similar fates. Prisons and chains have many forms.
5_M_13_DrWilson_01=The gulf separating effective treatment from quackery is narrower than professional opinion would admit. Likewise the distance between knowledge and ignorance.
5_M_14_DrWilson_01=As beloved toys are to children, children often are to grown-ups: objects of fancy and imagination and eventually discarded.
5_M_15_Lawyer_01=I was required to identify your family in the Oxford morgue. Your sister was completely recognizable; I can't say the same for your parents.
5_M_16_Bumby_01=Remaking children. Build them up, tear them down refashion them; teach them the new; forget the old.
5_M_17_Father_01=My father would wish that you hold your tears, girls. He lived a long life and as the poet says, "like a clock worn out with eating time, the wheels of weary life at last stood still."
5_M_18_DrWilson_01="The signs of the body's illness or infirmity are obvious compared to those of the diseased mind. And the cures? How and when a broken leg heals is clear... Can one heal a broken mind? How does one know if it's healed?
5_M_19_Bumby_01=Every child has a purpose: it is the beholden duty of knowing adults to fit every young person to her calling.
5_M_20_Lizzie_01=I'm no toy! He wanted me to do things I didn't want to do.
5_M_21_Pris_01 = Doctor Wilson's not fooled, Alice. Discipline must be maintained. Cleanliness is optional. Whatever you've imagined about "electrical current" it's not half of it. It can be a persuasive teacher. Strict, mind. Demanding!