The_Complete_Chronicles_of_Narnia_(volumes_1-7,_in_order_of_publication)

The children thanked her again, with shining eyes, and the Lady waved to them. The
Marsh-wiggle took off his steeple-hat and bowed very stiffly. Then the silent Knight and
the Lady started walking their horses up the slope of the bridge with a great clatter of
hoofs.
"Well!" said Puddleglum. "I'd give a good deal to know where she's coming from and
where she's going. Not the sort you expect to meet in the wilds of Giantland, is she? Up
to no good, I'll be bound."
"Oh rot!" said Scrubb. "I thought she was simply super. And think of hot meals and warm
rooms. I do hope Harfang isn't a long way off."
"Same here," said Jill. "And hadn't she a scrumptious dress. And the horse!"
"All the same," said Puddleglum, "I wish we knew a bit more about her."
"I was going to ask her all about herself," said Jill. "But how could I when you wouldn't
tell her anything about us?"
"Yes," said Scrubb. "And why were you so stiff and unpleasant. Didn't you like them?"
"Them?" said the wiggle. "Who's them? I only saw one."
"Didn't you see the Knight?" asked Jill.
"I saw a suit of armour," said Puddleglum. "Why didn't he speak?"
"I expect he was shy," said Jill. "Or perhaps he just wants to look at her and listen to her
lovely voice. I'm sure I would if I was him."
"I was wondering," remarked Puddleglum, "what you'd really see if you lifted up the
visor of that helmet and looked inside."
"Hang it all," said Scrubb. "Think of the shape of the armour! What could be inside it
except a man?"
"How about a skeleton?" asked the Marsh-wiggle with ghastly cheerfulness. "Or
perhaps," he added as an afterthought, "nothing at all. I mean, nothing you could see.
Someone invisible."
"Really, Puddleglum," said Jill with a shudder, "you do have the most horrible ideas.
How do you think of them all?"