CHAPTER ELEVEN
aid t, apparently t;But is anotter. I am ent to live by housand dangers. No
motaken pains more tenderly for he Queens grace has for me.
ime and oft to accustom my eyes to t. And t go fully armed and no man may see my face, and I must speak to no one. For s by art magical t tment I lie under. Is not t a lady hy of a mans whole worship?”
quot;Sounds a very nice lady indeed,quot; said Puddleglum in a voice ly te.
tired of ts talk before they had finished supper.
Puddleglum ;I c; Scrubb ; baby, really: tied to t rings; ; And Jill ;, most conceited, selfis for a long time.quot; But ws mood had changed.
ter about him.
quot;Friends,quot; ;my you s I dread being left alone. tly and bind me to yonder c must be: for in my fury, tell me, I roy all t I could reach.”
quot;I say,quot; said Scrubb, quot;Im a your encment of course, but o us alked of putting us in prison.
And like all tay ill youre . . . better . . . if we may.”
quot;It is of,quot; said t. quot;By custom none but tender care for my s o ter in t frenzy. But I could not easily persuade my attendant gnomes t you s feet even noairs. Go t leads into my otments. And t my coming h me in my ravings.”
tions and passed out of t yet seen opened. It brougo see, not into darkness but into a ligried various doors and found (er for was;; said Jill, drying ;Selfisred pig.”
quot;Are o cment, or say ; said Scrubb.
quot;Stay