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eeled round so that the castle was now ahead of them. Very few of the windows showed lights. They flew right over it,northwards,crossing the river:the air grew colder, and Jill thought she could see the white reflection of the Owl in the water beneath her. But soon they were on the north bank of the river,flying above wooded country.
The Owl snapped at something which Jill couldn’t see.
“Oh,don’t,please ! ”said Jill. “Don’t jerk like that. You nearly threw me off.”
“I beg your pardon,”said the Owl. “I was just nabbing a bat. There’s nothing so sustaining,in a small way,as a nice plump little bat. Shall I catch you one ?”
“No,thanks,”said Jill with a shudder.
He was flying a little lower now and a large,black looking object was looming up towards them. Jill had just time to see that it was a tower—a partly ruinous tower,with a lot of ivy on it, she thought—when she found herself ducking to avoid the archway of a window,as the Owl squeezed with her thro