“What about that？” said Scrubb suddenly， pointing upstream to their left. Then they all looked and saw the last thing they were expecting.a bridge. And what a bridge， too！ It was a huge， single arch that spanned the gorge from cliff.top to cliff.top； and the crown of that arch was as high above the cliff.tops as the dome of St Paul’s is above the street.
“Why， it must be a giants‘ bridge！” said Jill.
“Or a sorcerer’s， more likely，” said Puddleglum. “We‘ve got o look out for enchantments in a place like this. I think it’s trap. I think it‘ll turn into mist and melt away just when e’re out on the middle of it.”
“Oh， for goodness‘ sake， don’t be such a wet blanket，” said crubb. “Why on earth shouldn‘t it be a proper bridge？” “Do you think any of the giants we’ve seen would have ense to build a thing like that？” said Puddleglum.
“But mightn‘t it have been built by other giants？” said ll. “I mean， by giants who lived hundreds of years ago， nd were far cleverer than the modern kind？ It might have een built by the same ones who built the giant city we’re oking for. And that would mean we were on the right ack.the old bridge leading to the old city！”
