Everyone agreed and the whole party set off on a new ne.north.west.towards the hated Hill. The Eagle ometimes flew to and fro above them， sometimes he sat erched on Puzzle‘s back. No one.not even the King imself except in some great need.would dream of riding n a Unicorn.
This time Jill and Eustace walked together. They had been eling very brave when they were begging to be allowed to ome with the others， but now they didn’t feel brave at all. “Pole，” said Eustace in a whisper. “I may as well tell you ve got the wind up.”
“Oh you‘re all right， Scrubb，” said Jill. “You can fight. But.I’m just shaking， if you want to know the truth.”
“Oh shaking‘s nothing，” said Eustace. “I’m feeling I‘moing to be sick.”
“Don’t talk about that， for goodness‘ sake，” said Jill. They went on in silence for a minute or two. “Pole，” said Eustace presently.
“What？” said she.
“What’ll happen if we get killed here？” “Well， we‘ll be dead， I suppose.”
“But I mean， what will happen in our own world？ Shall we ake up and find ourselves back in that train？ Or shall we st vanish and never be heard of any more？ Or shall we be ead in England？”
“Gosh. I never thought of that.”
