“Oh， do go and dig the others out. There are three others， esides the horses. And one of them is Prince Rilian.”
She was already in the middle of a crowd when she said his， for besides the dancers all sorts of people who had een watching the dance， and whom she had not seen at rst， came running up. Squirrels came out of the trees in howers， and so did owls. Hedgehogs came waddling as fast s their short legs would carry them. Bears and Badgers ollowed at a slower pace. A great Panther， twitching its tailexcitement， was the last to join the party.
But as soon as they understood what Jill was saying， they l became active. “Pick and shovel， boys， pick and shovel. ff for our tools！” said the Dwarfs， and dashed away into he woods at top speed. “Wake up some Moles， they’re he chaps for digging. They‘re quite as good as Dwarfs，” aid a voice. “What was that she said about Prince Rilian？” aid another. “Hush！” said the Panther. “The poor child’s razed， and no wonder after being lost inside the hill. She oesn‘t know what she’s saying.” “That‘s right，” said an oldBear. “Why， she said Prince Rilian was a horse！” . “No， she didn’t，” said a Squirrel， very pert. . “Yes， she did，” said another Squirrel， even perter.
