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ood morning,”said Jill. “Isn’t this fun ？ I’ve slept about fifteen hours，I believe. I do feel better，don’t you ？”
“1 do,”said Scrubb，“but Puddleglum says he has a headache. Hullo ！—your window has a window seat. If we got up on that， we could see out.”And at once they all did so：and at the first glance Jill said，“Oh，how perfectly dreadful ！”
The sun was shining and，except for a few drifts，the snow had been almost completely washed away by the rain. Down below them，spread out like a map，lay the flat hill-top which they had struggled over yesterday afternoon；seen from the castle，it could not be mistaken for anything but the ruins of a gigantic city. It had been flat，as Jill now saw，because it was still，on the whole， paved，though in places the pavement was broken. The criss-cross banks were what was left of the walls of huge buildings which might once have been giants’ palaces and temples. One bit of wall，about five hundred feet high，was still standing；it was that which she
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