Said Ralph, “Is this then the Wall of the World?” “It may well be so,” said Otter; “but this word is at whiles said of something else, which no man alive amongst us has yet seen. It is a part of the tale of the seekers for the Well at the World’s End, whereof we said a word that other day.”
“And the Dry Tree,” said Ralph, “knowest thou thereof?” said Ralph. “Such a tree, much beworshipped,” said Otter, “we have, not very far from Utterbol, on the hither side of the mountains. Yet I have heard old men say that it is but a toy, and an image of that which is verily anigh the Well at the World’s End. But now haste thee to do on thy raiment, for we must needs get to horse in a little while.” “Yet one more word,” said Ralph; “thou sayest that none alive amongst you have seen the Wall of the Wor
