him。”
〃i was wondering；〃 remarked puddleglum； 〃what youd really see if you lifted up the visor of that helmet and looked inside。”
〃hang it all；〃 said scrubb。 〃think of the shape of the armour！ what could be inside it except a man？”
〃how about a skeleton？〃 asked the marsh…wiggle with ghastly cheerfulness。 〃or perhaps；〃 he added as an afterthought； 〃nothing at all。 i mean； nothing you could see。
someone invisible。”
〃really； puddleglum；〃 said jill with a shudder； 〃you do have the most horrible ideas。
how do you think of them all？”
〃oh； bother his ideas！〃 said scrubb。 〃hes always expecting the worst； and hes always wrong。 lets think about those gentle giants and get on to harfang as quickly as we can。
i wish i knew how far it is。”
and now they nearly had the first of those quarrels which puddleglum had foretold： not that jill and scrubb hadnt been sparring and snapping at each other a good deal before； but this was the first really serious disagreement。 puddleglum didnt want them to go to harfang at all。 he said that he didnt know what a giants idea of being 〃gentle〃 might be； and that； anyway； aslans signs had said nothing about staying with giants； gentle or otherwise。 the children； on the other hand； who were sick of wind and rain； and skinny fowl roasted over campfires； and hard； cold earth to sleep on； were absolutely dead set to visit the gentle giants。 in the end； puddleglum agreed to do so； but only on one condition。 the others must give an absolute promise that； unless he gave them leave； they would not tell the gentle giants that they came from narnia or that they were looking for prince rilian。 and they gave him this promise； and went on。
after that talk with the lady things got worse in two different ways。 in the first place the country was much harder。 the road led through endless； narrow valleys down which a cruel north wind was always blowing in their faces。 there was nothing that could be used for firewood； and there were no nice little hollows to camp in； as there had been on the moor。 and the ground was all stony； and made your feet sore by day and every bit of you sore by night。
in the second place； whatever the lady had intended by telling them about harfang； the actual effect on the children was a bad one。 they could think about nothing but beds and baths and hot meals and how lovely it would be to get indoors。 they never talked about aslan； or even about the lost prince； now。 and jill gave up her habit of repeating the signs over to herself every night and morning。 she said to herself； at first； that she was too tired； but she soon forgot all about it。 and though you might have expected that the idea of having a good time at harfang would have made them more cheerful； it really made them more sorry for themselves and more grumpy and snappy with each other and with puddleglum。
at last they came one afternoon to a place where the gorge in which they were travelling widened out and dark fir woods rose on either side。 they looked ahead and saw that they had e through the mountains。 before them lay a desolate； rocky plain： beyond it； further mountains capped with snow。 but between them and those further mountains rose a low hill with an irregular flattish top。
〃look！ look！〃 cried jill； and pointed across the plain； and there； through the gathering dusk； from beyond the flat hill； everyone saw lights。 lights！ not moonlight； nor fires； but a homely cheering row of lighted windows。 if you have never been in the wild wilderness； day and night； for weeks； you will hardly understand how they felt。
〃harfang！〃 cried scrubb and jill in glad； excited voices； and 〃harfang；〃 repeated puddleglum in a dull； gloomy voice。 but he added； 〃hullo！ wild geese！〃 and had the bow
off his shoulder in a second。 he brought down a good fat goose。 it was far too late to think of reaching harfang that day。 but they had a hot meal and a fire； and started the night warmer than they had been for over a week。 after the fire had gone out； the night grew bitterly cold； and when they woke next morning； their blankets were stiff with frost。
〃never mind！〃 said jill； stamping her feet。 〃hot baths tonight！”
CHAPTER SEVEN
（／／小｜//说//网）
the hill of the strange trenches there is no denying it was a beast of a day。 overhead was a sunless sky； muffled in clouds that were heavy with snow； underfoot； a black frost； blowing over it； a wind that felt as if it would take your skin off。 when they got down into the plain they found that this part of the ancient road was much more ruinous than any they had yet seen。 they had to pick their way over great broken stones and between boulders and across rubble： hard going for sore feet。 and； however tired they got； it was far too cold for a halt。
at about ten oclock the first tiny snow flakes came loitering down and settled on jills arm。 ten minutes later they were falling quite thickly。 in twenty minutes the ground was noticeably white。 and by the end of half an hour a good steady snowstorm； which looked as if it meant to last all day； was driving in their faces so that they could hardly see。
in order to understand what followed； you must keep on remembering how little they could see。 as they drew near the low hill which separated them from the place where the lighted windows had appeared； they had no general view of it at all。 it was a question of seeing the next few paces ahead； and； even for that； you had to screw up your eyes。
needless to say； they were not talking。
when they reached the foot of the hill they caught a glimpse of what might be rocks on each side … squarish rocks； if you looked at them carefully； but no one did。 all were more concerned with the ledge right in front of them which barred their way。 it was about four feet high。 the marsh…wiggle； with his long legs； had no difficulty in jumping onto the top of it； and he then helped the others up。 it was a nasty wet business for them； though not for him； because the snow now lay quite deep on the ledge。 they then had a stiff climb … jill fell once … up very rough ground for about a hundred yards； and came to a second ledge。 there were four of these ledges altogether； at quite irregular intervals。
as they struggled on to the fourth ledge； there was no mistaking the fact that they were now at the top of the flat hill。 up till now the slope had given them some shelter； here； they got the full fury of the wind。 for the hill； oddly enough； was quite as flat on top as it had looked from a distance： a great level tableland which the storm tore across without
resistance。 in most places the snow was still hardly lying at all； for the wind kept catching it up off the ground in sheets and clouds； and hurling it in their faces。 and round their feet little eddies of snow ran about as you sometimes see them doing over ice。 and； indeed； in many places； the surface was almost as smooth as ice。 but to make matters worse it was crossed and crisscrossed with curious banks or dykes； which sometimes divided it up into squares and oblongs。 all these of course had to be climbed； they varied from two to five feet in height and were about a couple of yards thick。 on the north side of each bank the snow already lay in deep drifts； and after each climb you came down into a drift and got wet。
fighting her way forward with hood up and head down and numb hands inside her cloak； jill had glimpses of other odd things on that horrible tableland … things on her right that looked vaguely like factory chimneys； and； on her left； a huge cliff； straighter than any cliff ought to be。 but she wasnt at all interested and didnt give them a thought。 the only things she thought about were her cold hands （and nose and chin and ears） and hot baths and beds at harfang。
suddenly she skidded； slid about five feet； and found herself to her horror sliding down into a dark； narrow chasm which seemed that moment to have appeared in front of her。
half a second later she had reached the bottom。 she appeared to be in a kind of trench or groove； only about three feet wide。 and though she was shaken by the fall； almost the first thing she noticed was the relief of being out of the wind； for the walls of the trench rose high above her。 the next thing she noticed was； naturally； the anxious faces of scrubb and puddleglum looking down at her from the edge。
〃are you hurt； pole？〃 shouted scrubb。
〃both legs broken； i shouldnt wonder；〃 shouted puddleglum。
jill stood up and explained that she was all right； but theyd have to help her out。
〃what is it youve fallen into？〃 asked scrubb。
〃its a kind of trench； or it might be a kind of sunken lane or something；〃 said jill。 〃it runs quite straight。”
〃yes； by jove；〃 said scrubb。 〃and it runs due north！ i wonder is it a sort of road？ if it was； wed be out of this infernal wind down there。 is there a lot of snow at the bottom？”
〃hardly any。 it all blows over the top； i suppose。”
〃what happens farther on？”
〃half a sec。 ill go and see；〃 said jill。 she got up and walked along the trench； but before she had gone far； it turned sharply to the right。 she shouted thi