quot;O understand. I cant,quot; wailed Jill.

    quot;t on t cliff, Pole,quot; said Scrubb. quot;You go first,  Puddleglum, and Ill come after her.”

    quot;ts rig; said tting doable.”

    quot;Comfortable!quot; said Jill. But s do y place. You o go flat on your face for   s at last a dim ligunnel grey, and so a cave so large t it scarcely seemed like a  cave at all.

    It  range lantern. t  of trange sall like trees, but flabby like musood too far apart to make a forest; it  (a greeniso come bot  strong enougo  reache roof

    of t , sleepy place to marc   sort  of sadness like soft music.

    range animals lying on turf, eit tell ;  Puddleglum did not knohem were.

    quot;Do t; Scrubb asked t  being spoken to, but replied, quot;No. ts t  of Overland into turn to t lands. It is said t t the world.”

    like a box  cave t t t dare to speak again. t of ter. trange  beasts.

    o a  a lo ,  entrance and Jill could go t  bending  brougo a  smaller cave, long and narro t t, lay an enormous man fast asleep. s, and  like a giants, but noble and beautiful.  rose and fell gently under to t. A pure, silver  lig came from) rested upon him.

    quot;?quot; asked Puddleglum. And it was so long since anyone  Jill wondered he nerve.

    quot;t is old Fatime, ;And no are done in turn to t lands. t the world.”

    And out of t cave to anoto anotill Jill lost count, but al, till t of t and depting.

    At last to a place o be lit again. to a cave