“That is old Father Time， who once was a King in verland，” said the Warden. “And now he has sunk down to the Deep Realm and lies dreaming of all the things hat are done in the upper world. Many sink down， and few eturn to the sunlit lands. They say he will wake at the end f the world.”
And out of that cave they passed into another， and then to another and another， and so on till Jill lost count， but ways they were going downhill and each cave was lower han the last， till the very thought of the weight and depth f earth above you was suffocating. At last they came to a lace where the Warden commanded his cheerless lantern o be lit again. Then they passed into a cave so wide and ark that they could see nothing of it except that right in ont of them a strip of pale sand ran down into still water. nd there， beside a little jetty， lay a ship without mast or ail but with many oars. They were made to go on board her nd led forward to the bows where there was a clear space front of the rowers‘ benches and a seat running roundside the bulwarks.
“One thing I’d like to know，” said Puddleglum， “is whether nyone from our world.from up.a.top， I mean.has ever one this trip before？”
