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“WHO’s there ？ ”shouted the three travellers.
“I am the Warden of the Marches of Underland，and with me stand a hundred Earthmen in arms,”came the reply. “Tell me quickly who you are and what is your errand in the Deep Realm ？”
“We fell down by accident,”said Puddleglum，truthfully enough.
“Many fall down，and few return to the sunlit lands,”said the voice. “Make ready now to come with me to the Queen of the Deep Realm.”
“What does she want with us ？”asked Scrubb cautiously.
“I do not know,”said the voice. “Her will is not to be questioned but obeyed.”
While he said these words there was a noise like a soft explosion and immediately a cold light，grey with a little blue in it，flooded the cavern. All hope that the speaker had been idly boasting when he spoke of his hundred armed followers died at once. Jill found herself blinking and staring at a dense crowd. They were of all sizes，from little gnomes barely a foot high to stately figures taller
