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CHAPTER SEVEN THE HILL OF THE STRANGE TRENCHES（第1页）

CHAPTERSEVENTHEHILLETRENCHES

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THEREIswasabeastofaday.Overheadwasasunlesssky，muffledincloudsthatwereheavywiths，ablackfrost;blowi，awiasifitwouldtakeyourskiheygotdowheyfoundthatthispartofthearoadwasmuchmoreruinousthaseeopicktheirwayreatbrokeweenbouldersandacrossrubble:hardgoingforsorefeet.Aheygot，itwasfartoocoldforahalt.

Ataboutteno'clockthefirsttinysnowflakescameldowledonJill'sarm.Teheywerefallihitwehegroundwase.Andbytheendofhalfanhoodsteadysnowstorm，whichlookedasifitmeanttolastallday，wasdrivingintheirfacessothattheycouldhardlysee.

Iouandwhatfollowed，youmustkeeponrememberinghowlittletheycouldsee.Astheydrewhelowhillwhichseparatedthemfromtheplacewherethelightedeared，theyhadnogeatall.Itwasaquestiohefewpacesahead，ahat，youhadtoscrewupyoureyes.osay，theywerenottalking.

&heyreachedthefootofthehilltheycaughtaglimpseofwhatmightberoeachside—squarishrocks，ifyoulookedatthemcarefully，butnoonedid.Allweremoreedwiththeledgerightinfrontofthemwhichbarredtheirway.Itwasabh.TheMarsh-wiggle，withhislonglegs，hadnodiffijumpingoopofit，ahehersup.Itwasabusihem，thoughnotforhim，becausethesnownowlayquitedeepoheythenhadastiffclimb—Jillfellonce—upveryroughgroundforaboutahundredyards，aoasedledge.Therewerefouroftheseledgesaltogether，atquiteirregularintervals.

Astheystruggledohledge，therewasnomistakihattheyoftheflathill.Uptillnowtheslopehadgiventhemsomeshelter;here，theygotthefullfuryofthewind.Forthehill，oddlyenough，wasquiteasflatontopasithadlookedfromadistaleveltablelandwhitoreacrosswithoutresistaplaowwasstillhardlylyingatall，forthewigitupoffthegrousanddhurlingitintheirfadroulittleeddiesofsnowranaboutasyousometimesseethemdoingoverid，indeed，inmahesurfacewasalmostassmoothasiattersworseitwasdcrisscrossedwithcuriousbanksordykes，whiesdivideditupintosquaresandoblongs.Alltheseofcoursehadtobeclimbed;theyvariedfromtwotofivefeetiaacoupleofyardsthithenorthsideofeakthesnowalreadylayis;andaftereachedownintotwet.

Fightingherithhoodupandheaddownandnumbhandsinsidehercloak，Jillhadglimpsesofotheroddthingsonthathorribletableland—thihatlookedvaguelylikefaneys，a，ahugecliff，straighterthananycliffoughttobe.Butshewasn'tatalliedanddidn'tgivethemathought.Theonlythiaboutwereherds（andnoseanddears）andhotbathsaHarfang.

Suddenlysheskidded，slidaboutfivefeet，andfouoherhdownintoadark，narrowchasmwhichseemedthatmomenttohaveappearedinfrontofher.Halfasedlatershehadreachedthebottom.Sheappearedtobeinakindroove，onlyaboutthreefeetwide.Andthoughshewasshakenbythefall，almostthefirstthiicedwasthereliefofbeingoutofthewind;forthewallsofthetrenchrosehighaboveher.Thehiiaturally，theanxiousfacesofSdPuddleglumlookingdowheedge.

&，Pole?”

shoutedScrubb.

“Bothlegsbroken，Ishouldn'twonder，”

shoutedPuddleglum.

Jillstoodupandexplaishewasallright，butthey'dhavetohelpherout.

“Whatisityou'vefalleninto?”

askedScrubb.

“It'sakindoftrenightbeakindofsuhing，”

saidJill.“Itru.”

“Yes，byJove，”

saidSditruh!Iwoasortofroad?Ifitwas，we'dbeoutofthisinfernalwinddowherealotofsom?”

“Hardlyany.Itallblowsoverthetop，Isuppose.”

“ensfartheron?”

“Halfasec.I'llgoandsee，”

saidJill.Shegotupahetrench;butbeforeshehadgoturnedsharplytht.Sheshoutedthisinformationbacktotheothers.

“What'sroundtheer?”

askedScrubb.

NoeJillhadthesamefeelingabouttwistypassagesanddarkpladerground，orevennearlyuhatScrubbhadabouttheedgesofcliffs.Shehadionofgoingroundthateralone;especiallywhensheheardPuddleglumbawlingoutfrombehindher:

“Becareful，Pole.It'sjustthesortofplacethatmightleadton'sdinagianttry，theremightbegiah-wiales.”

“Idon'tthinkitgoesanywheremuch，”

saidJill，inghastilyback.

“I'mjollywellgoingtohavealook，”

saidScrubb.“Whatdoyoumeanbyanywheremuch，Ishouldliketoknow?”

Sohesatdowhetrench（everyooowetbynowtobotheraboutbeingabitwetter）andthendroppedin.HepushedpastJilland，thoughhedidn'tsayanythihatheknewshehadfu.Soshefollowedhimclose，buttookottogetinfrontofhim.

Itproved，hooiiorht-handturnandstraightonforafewpaces.Heretherewasachoiceofways:straightonagain，orsharptht.“That'snogood，”

saidScrubb，glantheright-handturn，“thatwouldbetakingusback—south.”

Hewentstraighton，butoncemore，ieps，theyfouur.Butthistimetherewasnochoiceofways，forthetrenchtheyhadbeenfollowioadeadend.