Fix your eyes on a far-off pillar and walk straight to it, and when you're nearly there fix your eyes a little farther.

You're bound to come out somewhere.' 'But I'm tired and it's so lonely,' said Philip.
'Lucy's lonely too,' said the voice.
'Drop it!' said Philip.

And he got up and began to walk again.

Also he took the advice of that worrying voice and fixed his eyes on a distant pillar.
'But why should I bother ?' he said; 'this is a sort of dream.' 'Even if it _were_ a dream,' said the voice, 'there are adventures in it.

So you may as well be adventurous.' 'Oh, all right,' said Philip, and on he went.
And by walking very carefully and fixing his eyes a long way off, he did at last come right through the hall of silver pillars, and saw beyond the faint glow of the pillars the blue light of day.