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“Go on，Pole，do your stuff,”whispered Scrubb.
Jill found that her mouth was so dry that she couldn’t speak a word. She nodded savagely at Scrubb.
Thinking to himself that he would never forgive her（or Puddleglum either），Scrubb licked his lips and shouted up to the King giant.
“If you please，Sire，the Lady of the Green Kirtle salutes you by us and said you’d like to have us for your Autumn Feast.”
The giant King and Queen looked at each other，nodded to each other，and smiled in a way that Jill didn’t exactly like. She liked the King better than the Queen. He had a fine，curled beard and a straight eagle-like nose，and was really rather good-looking as giants go. The Queen was dreadfully fat and had a double chin and a fat，powdered face—which isn’t a very nice thing at the best of times，and of course looks much worse when it is ten times too big. Then the King put out his tongue and licked his lips. Anyone might do that：but his tongue was so very large and red，
