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e stooping to enter a low doorway and then （oh； thank heavens） were lying down on something soft and warm； and a voice was saying： 〃there you are。 best we can do。 youll lie cold and hard。 damp too； i shouldnt wonder。
wont sleep a wink； most likely； even if there isnt a thunderstorm or a flood or the wigwam doesnt fall down on top of us all； as ive known them do。 must make the best of it …〃 but she was fast asleep before the voice had ended。
when the children woke late next morning they found that they were lying； very dry and warm； on beds of straw in a dark place。 a triangular opening let in the daylight。
〃where on earth are we？〃 asked jill。
〃in the wigwam of a marsh…wiggle；〃 said eustace。
〃a what？”
〃a marsh…wiggle。 dont ask me what it is。 i couldnt see it last night。 im getting up。 lets go and look for it。”
〃how beastly one feels after sleeping in ones clothes；〃 said jill； sitting up。
〃i was just thinking how nice it was not to have to dress；〃 said eustace。
〃or wash either； i suppose；〃 said jill scornfully。 but scrubb had already got up； yawned； shaken himself； and crawled out of the wigwam。 jill did the same。
what they found outside was quite unlike the bit of narnia they had seen on the day before。 they were on a great flat plain which was cut into countless little islands by countless channels of water。 the islands were covered with coarse grass and bordered with reeds and rushes。 sometimes there were beds of rushes about an acre in extent。
clouds of birds were constantly alighting in them and rising from them again…duck； snipe； bitterns； herons。 many wigwams like that in which they had passed the night could be seen dotted about； but all at a good distance from one another； for marsh…wiggles are people who like privacy。 except for the fringe of the forest several miles to the south and west of them； there was not a tree in sight。 eastward the flat marsh stretched to low sand…hills on the horizon； and you could tell by the salt tang in the wind which blew from that direction that the sea lay over there。 to the north there were low pale… coloured hills； in places bastioned with rock。 the rest was all flat marsh。 it would have been a depressing place on a w et evening。 seen under a morning sun； with a fresh wind blowing； and the air filled with the crying of birds； there was something fine and fresh and clean about its loneliness。 the children felt their spirits rise。
〃where has the thingummy got to； i wonder？〃 said jill。
〃the marsh…wiggle；〃 said scrubb； as if he were rather proud of knowing the word。 〃i expect…hullo； that must be him。〃 and then they both saw him； sitting with his back to them； fishing； about fifty yards away。 he had been hard to see at first because he was nearly the same colour as the marsh and because he sat so still。
〃i suppose wed better go and speak to him；〃 said jill。 scrubb nodded。 they both felt a little nervous。
as they drew nearer； the figure turned its head and showed them a long thin face with rather sunken cheeks； a tightly shut mouth； a sharp nose； and no beard。 he was wearing a high； pointed hat like a steeple； with an enormously wide flat brim。 the hair； if it could be called hair； which hung over his large ears was greeny…grey； and each lock was flat rather than round； so that they were like tiny reeds。 his expression was solemn； his plexion muddy； and you could see at once that he took a serious view of life。
〃good morning； guests；〃 he said。 〃though when i say good i dont mean it wont probably turn to rain or it might he snow； or fog； or thunder。 you didnt get any sleep； i dare say。
〃yes we did； though；〃 said jill。 〃we had a lovely night。”
〃ah；〃 said the marsh…wiggle； shaking his head。 〃i see youre making the best of a bad job。
thats right。 youve been well brought up； you have。 youve learned to put a good face on things。”
〃please； we dont know your name；〃 said scrubb。
〃puddleglums my name。 but it doesnt matter if you forget it。 i can always tell you again。”
the children sat down on each side of him。 they now saw that he had very long legs and arms； so that although his body was not much bigger than a dwarfs； he would be taller than most men when he stood up。 the fingers of his hands were webbed like a frogs； and so were his bare feet which dangled in the muddy water。 he was dressed in earthcoloured clothes that hung loose about him。
〃im trying to catch a few eels to make an eel stew for our dinner；〃 said puddleglum。
〃though i shouldnt wonder if i didnt get any。 and you wont like them much if i do。”
〃why not？〃 asked scrubb。
〃why； its not in reason that you should like our sort of victuals； though ive no doubt youll put a bold face on it。 all the same； while i am a catching of them； if you two could try to light the fire … no harm trying …！ the woods behind the wigwam。 it may be wet。
you could light it inside the wigwam； and then wed get all the smoke in our eyes。 or you could light it outside； and then the rain would e and put it out。 heres my tinder…box。
you wont know how to use it； i expect。”
but scrubb had learned that sort of thing on his last adventure。 the children ran back together to the wigwam； found the wood （which was perfectly dry） and succeeded in lighting a fire with rather less than the usual difficulty。 then scrubb sat and took care of it while jill went and had some sort of wash … not a very nice one … in the nearest channel。
after that she saw to the fire and he had a wash。 both felt a good deal fresher； but very hungry。
presently the marsh…wiggle joined them。 in spite of his expectation of catching no eels； he had a dozen or so； which he had already skinned and cleaned。 he put a big pot on； mended the fire； and lit his pipe。 marsh…wiggles smoke a very strange； heavy sort of tobacco （some people say they mix it with mud） and the children noticed the smoke from puddleglums pipe hardly rose in the air at all。 it trickled out of the bowl and downwards and drifted along the ground like a mist。 it was very black and set scrubb coughing。
〃now；〃 said puddleglum。 〃those eels will take a mortal long time to cook； and either of you might faint with hunger before theyre done。 i knew a little girl … but id better not tell
you that story。 it might lower your spirits； and thats a thing i never do。 so； to keep your minds off your hunger； we may as well talk about our plans。”
〃yes； do lets；〃 said jill。 〃can you help us to find prince rilian？”
the marsh…wiggle sucked in his cheeks till they were hollower than you would have thought possible。 〃well； i dont know that youd call it help；〃 he said。 〃i dont know that anyone can exactly help。 it stands to reason were not likely to get very far on a journey to the north； not at this time of the year； with the winter ing on soon and all。 and an early winter too； by the look of things。 but you mustnt let that make you down…hearted。
very likely； what with enemies； and mountains； and rivers to cross； and losing our way； and next to nothing to eat； and sore feet； well hardly notice the weather。 and if we dont get far enough to do any good； we may get far enough not to