“Haste，” cried the Prince. They galloped down the slope. would have been nasty enough at the bottom even five inutes later for the tide was running up the valley like a illrace， and if it had come to swimming， the horses could ardly have won over. But it was still only a foot or two eep， and though it swished terribly round the horses‘ legs， hey reached the far side in safety.
Then began the slow， weary march uphill with nothing head to look at but the pale lamps which went up and up s far as the eye could reach. When they looked back they ould see the water spreading. All the hills of Underland ere now islands， and it was only on those islands that he lamps remained. Every moment some distant lightvanished. Soon there would be total darkness everywhere except on the road they were following； and even on the lower part of it behind them， though no lamps had yet gone out， the lamplight shone on water.
Although they had good reason for hurrying， the horses could not go on for ever without a rest. They halted； and in silence they could hear the lapping of water.
“I wonder is what’s his name.Father Time.flooded outnow，” said Jill. “And all those queer sleeping animals.”