The_Complete_Chronicles_of_Narnia_(volumes_1-7,_in_order_of_publication)

"Yes," said Scrubb. "We know we've got to go north. And w e know we've got to reach
the ruins of a giant city."
At this there was a greater tu-whooing than ever, and noise of birds shifting their feet and
ruffling their feathers, and then all the owls started speaking at once. They all explained
how very sorry they were that they themselves could not go with the children on their
search for the lost Prince "You'd want to travel by day, and we'd want to travel by night,"
they said. "It wouldn't do, wouldn't do." One or two owls added that even here in the
ruined tower it wasn't nearly so dark as it had been when they began, and that the
parliament had been going on quite long enough. In fact, the mere mention of a journey
to the ruined city of giants seemed to have damped the spirits of those birds. But
Glimfeather said:
"If they want to go that way - into Ettinsmoor - we must take them to one of the Marshwiggles.
They're the Only people who can help them much."
"'True, true. Do," said the owls.
"Come on, then," said Glimfeather. "I'll take one. Who'll take the other? It must be done
tonight."
"I will: as far as the Marsh-wiggles," said another owl.
"Are you ready?" said Glimfeather to Jill.
"I think Pole's asleep," said Scrubb.
CHAPTER FIVE
PUDDLEGLUM
JILL. was asleep. Ever since the owls' parliament began she had been yawning terribly
and now she had dropped off. She was not at all pleased at being waked again, and at
finding herself lying on bare boards in a dusty belfry sort of place, completely dark, and
almost completely full of owls. She was even less pleased when she heard that they had
to set off for somewhere else - and not, apparently, for bed - on the Owl's back.
"Oh, come on, Pole, buck up," said Scrubb's voice. "After all, it is an adventure."
"I'm sick of adventures," said Jill crossly.