All the rest of the courtyard was thick with people, seemingly of all classes, and all were shouting, 'The sea--the sea!' 'Be calm,' said the most kingly of the Kings, he who had lassoed the bull.

'Our town is strong against the thunders of the sea and of the sky!' 'I want to go home,' whined the Psammead.
'We can't go without HIM,' said Anthea firmly.
'Jimmy,' she called, 'Jimmy!' and waved to him.

He heard her, and began to come towards her through the crowd.

They could see from the balcony the sea-captain edging his way out from among the people.

And his face was dead white, like paper.
'To the hills!' he cried in a loud and terrible voice.