“Look！” said Jill suddenly. Someone was coming， rather timidly， to meet them； a graceful creature on four feet， all silvery.grey. And they stared at him for a whole ten seconds before five or six voices said all at once， “Why， it’s old Puzzle！” They had never seen him by daylight with the lion.skin off， and it made an extraordinary difference. He was himself now： a beautiful donkey with such a soft， grey coat and such a gentle， honest face that if you had seen him you would have done just what Jill and Lucy did.rushed forward and put your arms round his neck and kissed his nose and stroked his ears.
