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CHAPTERSIXTHEWILDWASTELAH
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ATaboutnineo'threelonelyfiguresmighthavebeenseenpigtheirwayacrosstheShribblebytheshoalsaowasashallow，noisystream，andevenJillwasaboveherkheyreaorthernbank.Aboutfiftyyardsahead，thelahebeginningofthemoor，everywheresteeply，andoftenincliffs.
“Isupposethat'sourway!”
saidScrubb，poiaowhereastreamfloweddowhroughashalle.ButtheMarsh-wiggleshookhishead.
&smaihesideofthatge，”
hesaid.“YoumightsaythegewaslikeastreettotheWe'lldhtahead，eventhoughit'sabitsteep.”
Theyfouheybleup，andiesstoodpantiheyginglookbackatthevalley-landofNarniaaurheirfacestothe，lonelymoorstretdupasfarastheycouldsee.Owasrround.Jillthoughtthatmustbetheedgeofthegiants&#eanddidnotmuchcareaboutlookinginthatdire.Theysetout.
Itwasgr，andadayofpalewintersunlight.Astheygotdeeperihelonelinessincreased:onecouldhearpeewitsandseeanoalhawk.Wheedinthemiddleforarestandadrinkinalittlehollowbyastream，Jillwasbeginshemighteuresafterall，andsaidso.
“Wehaven'thada，”
saidtheMarsh-wiggle.
Walksafterthefirsthalt—likessafterbreakorrailwayjourergtrains—nevergoonastheywerebefore.Wheagain，Jillherockyedgeehaddrawherockswerelessflat，mht，thantheyhadbeen.Infacttheywerelikelittletowersofrodwhatfuheywere!
“Idobelieve，”
thoughtJill，“thatallthestoriesaboutgiantsmighthavethosefunnyrocks.Ifyalowashalfdark，youcouldeasilythinkthosepilesofriants.Lookatthatone，now!Youagihelumpontopwasahead.Itwouldberathertoobigforthebody，butitwoulddowellenlygiant.Andallthatbushystuff—Isupposeit'sheatherandbirds's，really—woulddoquitewellforhairandbeard.Ahingsstigoutoneachsidearequitelikeears.They'dbeh，butthenIdaresaygiantswouldhavebigears，likeelephants.And—o-o-o-h!—”
Herbloodfroze.Thethiwasarealgiant.Therewasnomistakingit;shehadseenitturnitshead.Shehadcaughtaglimpseofthegreat，stupid，puffcheekedface.Allthethis，notrocks.Therewerefortyorfiftyofthem，allinarow;obviouslystandingwiththeirfeetoomeandtheirelbohege，justasmenmightstandleaningonawall—lazymen，onafinemafterbreakfast.
&raighton，”
whisperedPuddleglum，whohadoo.“Don'tlookattheAndwhateveryoudo，don'trun.They'dbeafterusi.”
Sotheykeptnottohavesees.Itwaslikeastthegateofahousewherethereisafierlyfarworse.Thereweredozensahesegiants.Theydidn'tlookangry—orkiall.Therewasnosignthattheyhadseeravellers.
Then—hizz—someheavyobjectcamehurtlingthroughtheair，andwithacrashabigboulderfellabouttwentypacesaheadoftheAhud!—ayfeetbehind.
&heyaimingatus?”
askedScrubb.
“No，”
saidPuddleglu“We'dbeagooddealsaferiftheywere.They&#tohitthat—thatovertheretht.Theywon'thitit，youknow.It'ssafeenough;they'resuchverybadshots.Theyplaycock-shiesmostfinems.Abouttheohey'reoughtouand.”
Itwasahorribletime.Thereseemedhelis，andtheyneverceasedhurlingstones，someofwhichfellextremelyclose.Quiteapartfrer，theverysightandsoundoftheirfadvhtose.Jilltriednottolookatthe
&weesthegialyhadaquarrel.Thisputahecock-shies，butitisobewithinamileiaormedaoherinlong，meaninglesswordsofabouttwentysyllableseach.Theyfoamedandgibberedaheirrage，andeachjumpshooktheearthlikeabomb.Theylammedeachotherohgreat，ers;buttheirskullsweresohardthatthehammersbouncedoffagaihemonsterwhohadgiventheblowwoulddrophishammerandhowlwithpaihadstunghisfiheidthathewoulddoexactlythesamethingamihiswasagoodthinginthelongrun，forbytheendofanhourallthegiathattheysatdowotheysatdown，theirheadswerebelowtheedgee，sothatyousawthemJillcouldhearthemhowlingandblubberingandboo-booibabieseveheplacewasamilebehind.
Thatnighttheybivouathebaremoor，andPuddleglumshowedthehowtomakethebestoftheirblasbysleepingbacktoback.（Thebackskeepeaandyouhavebothblaop.）Butitwaschillyevenso，andthegroundy.TheMarsh-wiggletoldthemtheywouldfeelmorefortableifohowverymuchcolderitwouldbelateronah;butthisdidn'tcheerthemupatall.
&ravelledacrossEttinsmoorformanydays，savingthebadlivihemoor-fowl（theywerenot，ofcourse，talkingbirds）whichEustadthewiggleshot.Jillrathereacefabletoshoot;hehadlearonhisvoyagewithKing.Asthereweretlessstreamsoheywereofwater.Jillthoughtthatwhen，inbooks，peopleliveo，itellsyouwhatalong，smelly，messyjobitispludgdeadbirds，andhowakesyers.Butthegreatthingwasthattheymethardlyanygiasawthem，butheohlaughterandstumpedawayabouthisownbusiness.
Aboutthetenthday，theyreachedaplacewherethetryged.Theycameteofthemoorandlookeddownalong，steepslopeintoadifferent，andgrimmer，laomoftheslopewerecliffs:beyoryofhighmountains，darkprecipiyvalleys，ravinessodeepandnarrowthatoneotseefarintothem，apouredoutofeggestopluoblackdepths.osay，ituddleglumwhopoiasprinklingofsnowoslopes.
“Butthere'llbemoreohsideofthem，Ishouldn'twonder，”
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