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ALL felt that they had earned what Scrubb called a “breather”. The Witch had locked the door and told the Earthmen not to disturb her，so there was no danger of interruption for the present. Their first business was，of course，Puddleglum’s burnt foot. A couple of clean shirts from the Prince’s bedroom，torn into strips，and well greased on the inside with butter and salad oil off the supper table，made a fairly good dressing. When this had been applied， they all sat down and had a little refreshment，and discussed plans for escaping from the Underworld.
Rilian explained that there were quite a lot of outlets by which one could get to the surface；he had been taken out through most of them at one time or another. But he had never gone out alone，only with the Witch；and he had always reached these outlets by going in a ship across the Sunless Sea. What the Earthmen would say if he went down to the harbour without the Witch，and with four strangers，and simply ordered a ship，no one could
