to blame for my pride and fantasy w us ride on.”

    During t folloimes t t Puddleglum  imes t it  dull  lig quite distinctly. And t, rugged o a  steep tunnel.

    to pass picks and s tly been at ting out, all this  was very cheering.

    But t of going on into a   narrourn back in, .

    At last t Puddleglum and t it.

    ty dismounted and led to pick ones steps   about it norange and gly  in t once (s ) Jill gave a little scream.  One lig one a out altogete darkness.

    quot;Courage, friends,quot; came Prince Rilians voice. quot;her we live or die  Aslan will be our good lord.”

    quot;ts rig; said Puddleglums voice. quot;And you must al being trapped down ll save funeral expenses.”

    Jill ongue. (If you dont  oto knoo do; its your voice t gives you away.)

    quot;e migand ; said Eustace; and o trust her own.

    Puddleglum and Eustace  first retc in front of  to anythe  horses.

    quot;I say,quot; came Eustaces voice mucer, quot;are my eyes going queer or is  tc up there?”

    Before anyone could ans;Stop. Im up  against a dead end. And its eart rock.  were you saying, Scrubb?”

    quot;By t; said t;Eustace is rig of -”

    quot;But its not daylig; said Jill. quot;Its only a cold blue sort of light.”

    quot;Better t; said Eustace. quot;Can  up to it?”

    quot;Its not rig; said Puddleglum. quot;Its above us, but its in  t Ive run into.  be, Pole, if you got on my s up to it?”