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ed all over it so as to make a kind of mail shirt，bare knees（very hairy indeed）and things like puttees on his legs. He stooped down and goggled at Puddleglum.
“And what sort of creature do you call yourself,”he said.
Jill took her courage in both hands. “Please,”she said， shouting up at the giant. “The Lady of the Green Kirtle salutes the King of the Gentle Giants，and has sent us two Southern children and this Marsh-wiggle（his name’s Puddleglum）to your Autumn Feast. -If it’s quite convenient，of course,”she added.
“O-ho ！ ”said the Porter. “That’s quite a different story. Come in，little people，come in. You’d best come into the lodge while I’m sending word to his Majesty.”He looked at the children with curiosity. “Blue faces,”he said. “I didn’t know they were that colour. Don’t care about it myself. But I dare say you look quite nice to one another. Beetles fancy other beetles，they do say.”
“Our faces are only blue with cold,”said Jill. “We’re not this colour
