As we entered I looked back, and saw figures coming over the edge of the green cup--Laputa's men, I guessed.

What I had to do must be done quickly.
We climbed up the burn, over the succession of little cataracts, till we came to the flat space of shingle and the long pool where I had been taken that morning.

The ashes of the fire which Machudi's men had made were plain on the rock.

After that I had to climb a waterfall to get to the rocky pool where I had bestowed the rubies.
'You must take off this thong,' I said.

'I must climb to get the collar.