“It’s hardly what I call a Chance，” said the Marsh.wiggle. “But it‘s all the chance we’re likely to get.” As a matter of fact， Scrubb‘s plan was not quite so hopeless as you might think. If you want to get out of a house without being seen， the middle of the afternoon is in some ways a better time to try it than the middle of the night. Doors and windows are more likely to be open； and if you are caught， you can always pretend you weren’t meaning to go far and had no particular plans. （It is very hard to make either giants or grown.ups believe this if you‘re found climbing out of a bedroom window at one o’clock in the morning.）“We must put them off their guard， though，” said Scrubb. “We must pretend we love being here and are longing for this Autumn Feast.”
“That‘s tomorrow night，” said Puddleglum. “I heard one f them say so.”
“I see，” said Jill. “We must pretend to be awfully excited bout it， and keep on asking questions. They think we’re bsolute infants anyway， which will make it easier.”
