"How foolish you were to swim into that part of the sea where he is powerful." "The sea devils made us," explained Clia.
"Well, I'm sorry for you, I'm sure," remarked the Greg, and with a flash of his tail, he disappeared among the sea foliage.
"Let us go to the castle," said the Queen in a determined voice.

"We may as well boldly defy our fate as to wait until Zog seeks us out." So they swam to the entrance of the castle.

The doors stood wide open, and the interior seemed as well lighted as the cavern itself, although none of them could discover from whence the light came.
At each side of the entrance lay a fish such as they had never seen before.

It was flat as a doormat and seemed to cling fast to the coral floor.

Upon its back were quills like those of a porcupine, all pointed and sharp.