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den beard flowing over their magnificent bare chests，stood waiting for them，bending their heads a little so as to look into the cave. Then the children became very polite and finished their breakfast very quickly. No one thinks a Centaur funny when he sees it. They are solemn，majestic people，full of ancient wisdom which they learn from the stars，not easily made either merry or angry；but their anger is terrible as a tidal wave when it comes.
“Good-bye，dear Puddleglum,”said Jill，going over to the Marsh-wiggle’s bed. “I’m sorry we called you a wet blanket.”
“So’m I,”said Eustace. “You’ve been the best friend in the world.”
“And I do hope we’ll meet again,”added Jill.
“Not much chance of that，I should say,”replied Puddleglum. “1 don’t reckon I’m very likely to see my old wigwam again， either. And that Prince—he’s a nice chap—but do you think he’s very strong ？ Constitution ruined with living underground，I shouldn’t wonder. Looks the sort that might go off any da
