CHAPTER FOURTEEN THE BOTTOM OF THE WORLD（第4/4页）

“By the Lion,”said the Prince，“Eustace is right. There is a sort of—”

“But it’s not daylight,”said Jill. “It’s only a cold blue sort of light.”

“Better than nothing，though,”said Eustace. “Can we get up to it ？”

“It’s not right overhead,”said Puddleglum. “It’s above us， but it’s in this wall that I’ve run into. How would it be，Pole，if you got on my shoulders and saw whether you could get up to it ？”