“ ‘Tis hardly possible，” said the Prince. “I never heard ne of the rascals so much as speak with a loud voice in all he weary years of my bondage. Some new devilry， I don’t oubt.”
“And what is that red light over there？” asked Jill. “Isomething on fire？”
“If you ask me，” said Puddleglum， “I should say that was the central fires of the Earth breaking out to make a new volcano. We‘ll be in the middle of it， I shouldn’t wonder.”
“Look at that ship！” said Scrubb. “Why‘s it coming on so quickly？ No one’s rowing it.”
“Look， look！” said the Prince. “The ship is already far this side of the harbour.it is in the street. Look！ All the ships are driving into the city！ By my head， the sea‘s rising. The flood is upon us. Aslan be praised， this castle stands on high ground. But the water comes on grimly fast.”
“Oh， what can be happening？” cried Jill. “Fire and water and all those people dodging about the streets.”
