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ring the next halfhour, things moved so swiftly and so silently that Sophie, crouching in the giants ear, was unable to understand exactly what was going on. They were in streets. There were houses everywhere. Sometimes there were shops. There were bright lamps in the streets. There were quite a few people about and there were cars with lights on. But nobody ever noticed the BFG. It was impossible to understand quite how he did it. There was a kind of magic in his movements. He seemed to melt into the shadows. He would glide – that was the only word to describe his way of moving – he would glide noiselessly from one dark place to another, always moving, always gliding forward through the streets of London, his black cloak blending with the shadows of the night. It is quite possible that one or two latenight wanderers might have thought they saw a tall black shadow skimming swiftly down a murky sidestreet, but even if they had, they would never have believed their own eyes. They would have dismissed it as an illusion and blamed themselves for seeing things that werent there. Sophie and the BFG came at last to a large place full of trees. There was a road running through it, and a lake. There were no people in this place and the BFG stopped for the first time since they had set out from his cave many hours before. Whats the matter Sophie whispered in her underthebreath voice. I is in a bit of a puddle, he said. Youre doing marvellously, Sophie whispered. No, I isnt, he said. I is now completely boggled. I is lost. But why Because we is meant to be in the middle of London and suddenly we is in green pastures. Dont be silly, Sophie whispered. This is the middle of London. Its called Hyde Park. I know exactly where we are. You is joking. Im not. I swear Im not. Were almost there. You mean we is nearly at the Queens Palace cried the BFG. Its just across the road, Sophie whispered. This is where I take over. Which way the BFG asked. Straight ahead. The BFG trotted forward through the deserted park. Now stop. The BFG stopped. You see that huge roundabout ahead of us just outside the Park Sophie whispered.

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I see it. That is Hyde Park Corner. Even now, when it was still an hour before dawn, there was quite a lot of traffic moving around Hyde Park Corner. Then Sophie whispered, In the middle of the roundabout there is an enormous stone arch with a statue of a horse and rider on top of it. Can you see that The BFG peered through the trees. I is seeing it, he said. Do you think that if you took a very fast run at it, you could jump clear over Hyde Park Corner, over the arch and over the horse and rider and land on the pavement the other side Easy, the BFG said. Youre sure Youre absolutely sure I promise, the BFG said. Whatever you do, you mustnt land in the middle of Hyde Park Corner. Dont get so flussed, the BFG said. To me that is a snitchy little jump. Theres not a thingalingaling to it. Then go Sophie whispered. The BFG broke into a full gallop. He went scorching across the Park and just before he reached the railings that divided it from the street, he took off. It was a gigantic leap. He flew high over Hyde Park Corner and landed as softly as a cat on the pavement the other side. Well done Sophie whispered. Now quick Over that wall Directly in front of them, bordering the pavement, there was a brick wall with fearsomelooking spikes all along the top of it. A swift crouch, a little leap and the BFG was over it. Were there Sophie whispered excitedly. Were in the Queens back garden The Palace By gumdrops whispered the Big Friendly Giant. Is this really it Theres the Palace, Sophie whispered back. Not more than a hundred yards away, through the tall trees in the garden, across the mown lawns and the tidy flowerbeds, the massive shape of the Palace itself loomed through the darkness. It was made of whitish stone. The sheer size of it staggered the BFG. But this place is having a hundred bedrooms at least he said. Easily, I should think, Sophie whispered. Then I is boggled, the BFG said. How is I possibly finding the one where the Queen is sleeping Lets go a bit closer and have a look, Sophie whispered. The BFG glided forward among the trees. Suddenly he stopped dead. The great ear in which Sophie was sitting began to swivel round. Hey Sophie whispered. Youre going to tip me out Ssshh the BFG whispered back. I is hearing something He stopped behind a clump of bushes. He waited. The ear was till swinging this way and that. Sophie had to hang on tight to the side of it to save herself from tumbling out. The BFG pointed through a gap in the bushes, and there, not more than fifty yards away, she saw a man padding softly across the lawn. He had a guarddog with him on a leash. The BFG stayed as still as a stone. So did Sophie. The man and the dog walked on and disappeared into the darkness. You was telling me they has no soldiers in the back garden, the BFG whispered. He wasnt a soldier, Sophie whispered. He was some sort of a watchman. Well have to be careful I is not too worried, the BFG said. These wacksey big ears of mine is picking up even the noise of a man breathing the other side of this garden. How much longer before it begins to get light Sophie whispered. Very short, the BFG said. We must go pellmell for leather now He glided forward through the vast garden, and once again Sophie noticed how he seemed to melt into the shadows wherever he went. His feet made no sound at all, even when he was walking on gravel. Suddenly, they were right up close against the back wall of the great Palace. The BFGs head was level with the upper windows one flight up, and Sophie, sitting in his ear, had the same view. In all the windows on that floor the curtains seemed to be drawn. There were no lights showing anywhere. In the distance they could hear the muted sound of traffic going round Hyde Park Corner.