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had thought was a cliff. The things that had looked like factory chimneys were enormous pillars，broken off at unequal heights； their fragments lay at their bases like felled trees of monstrous stone. The ledges which they had climbed down on the north side of the hill—and also，no doubt the other ledges which they had climbed up on the south side—were the remaining steps of giant stairs. To crown all，in large，dark lettering across the centre of the pavement，ran the words UNDER ME.
The three travellers looked at each other in dismay，and，after a short whistle，Scrubb said what they were all thinking，“The second and third signs muffed.”And at that moment Jill’s dream rushed back into her mind.
“It’s my fault,”she said in despairing tones. “I—I’d given up repeating the signs every night. If I’d been thinking about them I could have seen it was the city，even in all that snow.”
“I’m worse,”said Puddleglum. “I did see，or nearly. I thought it looked uncommonly like a ruined
