Through a cleft in those mountains which Jill had seen far inland as she approached the land， the sunset light was pouring over a level lawn. On the far side of the lawn， its weather.vanes glittering in the light， rose a many.towered and many.turreted castle； the most beautiful castle Jill had ever seen. On the near side was a quay of white marble and， moored to this， the ship： a tall ship with high forecastle and high poop， gilded and crimson， with a great flag at the mast.head， and many banners waving from the decks， and a row of shields， bright as silver， along the bulwarks. The gangplank was laid to her， and at the foot of it， just ready to go on board， stood an old， old man. He wore a rich mantle of scarlet which opened in front to show his silver mail shirt. There was a thin circlet of gold on his head. His beard， white as wool， fell nearly to his waist. He stood straight enough， leaning one hand on the shoulder of a richly dressed lord who seemed younger than himself： but you could see he was very old and frail. He looked as if a puff of wind could blow him away， and his eyes were watery. Immediately in front of the King.who had turned round to speak to his people before going on board the ship. there was a little chair on wheels， and， harnessed to it， a little donkey： not much bigger than a big retriever. In this chair sat a fat little dwarf. He was as richly dressed as the King， but because of his fatness and because he was sitting hunched up among cushions， the effect was quite different： it made him look like a shapeless little bundle of fur and silk and velvet. He was as old as the King， but more hale andearty， with very keen eyes. His bare head， which was bald nd extremely large， shone like a gigantic billiard ball in the unset light.
