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ngth；and of course，the more enchanted you get，the more certain you feel that you are not enchanted at all. She found herself saying（and at the moment it was a relief to say）：
“No. I suppose that other world must be all a dream.”
“Yes. It is all a dream,”said the Witch，always thrumming.
“Yes，all a dream,”said Jill.
“There never was such a world,”said the Witch.
“No,”said Jill and Scrubb，“never was such a world.”
“There never was any world but mine,”said the Witch.
“There never was any world but yours,”said they.
Puddleglum was still fighting hard. “I don’t know rightly what you all mean by a world,”he said，talking like a man who hasn’t enough air. “But you can play that fiddle till your fingers drop off，and still you won’t make me forget Narnia；and the whole Overworld too. We’ll never see it again，I shouldn’t wonder. You may have blotted it out and turned it dark like this，for all I know. Nothing more likely. But I know I was there
