CHAPTERTHIRTEEHOUTTHEQUEEN
ALLfeltthattheyhadearScrubbcalleda“breather“。TheWitchhadlockedthedoorandtoldtheEarthmennottodisturbher，sotherewaserruptio。Theirfirstbusinesswas，ofcourse，Puddleglum'sburntfoot。AcoupleofshirtsfromthePrince'sbedroom，tornintostrips，andwellgreasedontheiterandsaladoiloffthesuppertable，madeafairlyg。Whenthishadbeeheyallsatdownandhadalittlerefreshment，anddiscussedplansffromtheUnderworld。
Riliaherewerequitealotofoutletsbywhiecouldgettothesurface;hehadbeehroughmostofthematoher。Buthehadalone，onlywiththeWitdhehadalwaysreachedtheseoutletsbygoinginashipacrosstheSuheEarthmenwouldsayifhewentdowntotheharbourwithouttheWitdwithfers，andsimplyorderedaship，noonecouldguess。Butmostlikelytheywouldaskawkwardquestioherha，theoheinvasionofOverworld，wasonthissideofthesea，andonlyafewmilesariwasnearlyfinished;oofearthdividedthediggingsfromtheouterair。ItossiblethatithadefiheWitebathisandtostarttheattaifitwasnot，theycouldprobablydigthemselvesoutbythatrouteinafewhours—iftheylygettherewithoutbeingstopped，andifohediggingsuhosewerethedifficulties。
“Ifyouaskme—”beganPuddleglum，whenSterrupted。
“Isay，”heasked，“what'sthatnoise?”
“I'vebeeforsometime!”saidJill。
Theyhadall，infahearingthehadbegunandincreasedsograduallythattheydidnotkheyhadfirst。Foratimeithadbeenonlyavaguedisquietlikegentlewinds，ortrafficveryfaraway。Theoamurmurlikethesea。Thencamerumblingsandrushings。obevoicesaswellandalsoasteadyrthatwasnotvoices。
“BytheLion，”saidPrin，“itseemsthissilentlandhasfoundato。”Herose，walkedtothewindow，ahes。Theotherstolookout。
Theveryfirstthiicedwasagreatredglow。ItsrefleadearedpattheroofoftheUhousahem，sothattheycouldseearogsbeenhiddenindarkheworldwasmade。Theglowitselfthefarsideoftheanybuildings，grimaoodupblastit。Butitalsocastitslightdownmaranfromittowardthedissomethirangewasgoingon。Theclosely-packed，silentenhadvaead，therewerefiguresdartingaboutbyowos，orthrees。Theybehavedlikepeoplewhodonotwanttobeseen:lurkinginshadowbehindbuttressesorindoorways，andthenmovingquicklyacrosstheopenintofreshplacesofhiding。Butthestrahingofall，toanyoheghesandcriesalldires。Butfromtheharbourthereblingrrewsteadilylouderandwasalreadyshakingthewholecity。
“What'shappehmen?”saidScrubb。“Isitthemshouting?”
“'Tishardlypossible，”saidthePrineverheardoherasuchasspeakwithaloudvoiallthewearyyearsofmybondage。Somenewdevilry，Idon'tdoubt。”
“Andwhatisthatredlightoverthere?”askedJill。“Issomethingonfire?”
“Ifyouaskme，”saidPuddleglum，“IshouldsaythatwasthetralfiresoftheEarthbreakingouttomakeanewvolo。We'llbeinthemiddleofit，Ishouldn'twonder。”
“Lookatthatship!”saidScrubb。“Why'sitingonsoquioone&#it。”
“Look，look!”saidthePriheshipisalreadyfarthissideoftheharbour—itisi。Look!Alltheshipsaredrivingiy!Bymyhead，thesea&#。Thefloodisuponus。Aslanbepraised，thiscastlestandsonhighground。Butthewaterlyfast。”
“Oh，ening?”criedJill。“Fireandwaterandallthosepeopledodgingaboutthestreets。”
“I'lltellyouwhatitis，”saidPuddleglum。“ThatWitchhaslaidatrainofmagicspellssothatwhenevershewaskilled，atthatsamemomentherwholekingdomieces。She'sthesortthatwouldn'tsomuddyingherselfifshekhechapwhokilledherwasgoingtobeburned，orburied，ordroweslater。”
“Hasthitit，friendwiggle，”saidthePrinourswordshackedofftheWitch'shead，thatstrokeendedallhermagicworks，andnowtheDeepLandsarefallingtopieces。WearelookingontheendofUnderworld。”
“That'sit，Sir，”saidPuddleglum。“Ushouldhappeheendofthewholeworld。”
“Butarewejustgoingtostayhereand—edJill。
“Notbymysel，”saidthePrince。“Iwouldsavemyhorse，CoalbladtheWitch'sSnowflake（aandworthyofabettermistress）whicharebothstablediyard。Afterthat，letusmakeshifttogetouttohighgroundandpraythatweshallfindahehorsescarrytwoeaeed，ahemtoittheymayoutstriptheflood。”
“Willyhputonarmor?”askedPuddleglum。“Idon'tlikethelookofthose”—aeddow。Everyonelookeddown。Dozeures
（andnowthattheywereclose，theyobviouslywereEarthmen）wereingupfromthedireoftheharbour。Buttheywerenotmovinglikeanaimlesscrowd。Theybehavedlikemodernsoldiersinanattagrushesandtakingxiousnottobeseelewindows。
“Idareheiarmain，”saidthePrince。“Irodeinitasinamovabledungeon，anditstinksofmagidslavery。ButIwilltaketheshield。”
&heroomahastrainhiseyesamomentlater。
“Look，friends，”hesaid，holdiowardthem。“Anhoitwasbladwithoutdeviow，this。”Theshieldhadturassilver，andohanbloodorcherries，wasthefigureoftheLion。
“Doubtless，”saidthePrihissigAslanwillbeoodlord，whetherhemeansustoliveordie。Andall'sohat。Now，bymysel，weshallallkneelandkisshislikehenallshakehaharuefriendsthatmayshortlybeparted。Ausdestothedtaketheadveissentus。”
AndtheyalldidasthePrincehadsaid。ButwhenScrubbshookhandswithJill，hesaid，“Solong，Jill。SorryI'vebeenafunkandsoratty。Ihopeyougetsafehome，”andJillsaid，“SoloadI'msorryI'vebeensuchapig。”Andthiswasthefirsttimetheyhadeverusednames，beedidn'tdoitatschool。