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afraid of that."

"Afraid of what?" Jenny asked.

"It isn't solid. See, the stick pokes right through it without
resistance."

"But the map shows it!" Gwenny protested, upset. "It's not supposed to
be illusion."

"It isn't. It's one-way-going the other way."

"But we have to go our way!"

"I am not certain of the mechanism of it," Che said.

"I suspect that someone recently used it, and that it reverses after
use, to allow the person to return, or just to be fair to the other
side. We just happened to arrive at the wrong time."

Gwenny stamped her delicate little foot. "Oh, this is :io frustrating!
Were I not the daughter of a chief, I would say something disreputable.

"Perhaps Jenny could say it instead," Che suggested.

"She's not royal, as far as we know. What expression did you have in
mind?"

"Big mice. Maybe even-"

"Rats!" Jenny cried.

The bridge trembled, smarting under the disreputable expression. Gwenny
giggled, feeling better.

Nevertheless, they could not cross. What were they to do? All three
bridges had been denied them, and the day was fading.

"Perhaps if I made us even lighter, we might walk down the face of the
cliff," Che said. "We could not fall, or if we did, we would land so
lightly we would not be hurt."

6 'in that case we could just jump," Jenny pointed out.

Gwenny considered. "I suppose, if it's the only way."

They stood at the brink, ready to be lightened. Then a gust of wind
came, followed by another.

"I just thought," Jenny said, "if we are feather light, couldn't that