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“I’m nothing of the sort,”said Jill，stamping her foot. “We come from another world.”
“Why，this is a prettier game than the other,”said the Witch. “Tell us，little maid，where is this other world ？ What ships and chariots go between it and ours ？”
Of course a lot of things darted into Jill’s head at once： Experiment House，Adela Pennyfather，her own home，radio-sets，cinemas，cars，aeroplanes，ration-books，queues. But they seemed dim and far away. （Thrum—thrum—thrum—went the strings of the Witch’s instrument.）Jill couldn’t remember the names of the things in our world. And this time it didn’t come into her head that she was being enchanted，for now the magic was in its full strength；and of course，the more enchanted you get，the more certain you feel that you are not enchanted at all. She found herself saying（and at the moment it was a relief to say）：
“No. I suppose that other world must be all a dream.”
“Yes. It is all a dream,”said the Witch，always thrumming.
“Yes，all a dream,”said Jill.
“There never was such a world,”said the Witch.
“No,”said Jill and Scrubb，“never was such a world.”
“There never was any world but mine,”said the Witch.
“There never was any world but yours,”said they.
