But it was dreadful to be out on top again. Down in thosearrow slits of trenches， their ears had almost begun to haw. They had been able to see clearly and breathe easily nd hear each other speak without shouting. It was absolute isery to come back into the withering coldness. And it did eem hard when Puddleglum chose that moment for saying： “Are you still sure of those signs， Pole？ What‘s the one we ught to be after， now？”
“Oh， come on！ Bother the signs，” said Pole. “Somethingbout someone mentioning Aslan’s name， I think. But I‘m lly well not going to give a recitation here.”
