; left.“Toarms, Narnia! Treachery!” :“That'sforyourinsult, thismorning,” , slashedhislegsfromunderhimand, withtheback-cutofthesamestroke, wallopedoffhisheadEdmundwasnowathissidecrying, “Narnia, Narnia! TheLion!” , , twangbehindandhiss, .
“Comeback, Reepicheep, youlittleass!” shoutedPeter.“You'.” Buttheridiculouslittlecreaturesweredancinginandoutamongthefeetofbotharmies, , hoppedononelegcursingthepain, , themicefinishedhimoff; ifhedidnot, someoneelsedid.
, gazedinterrornotontheOldNarniansbutonsomethingbehindthem, andthenflungdowntheirweapons, shrieking, “TheWood! TheWood! Theendoftheworld!”
Butsoonneithertheircriesnorthesoundofweaponscouldbeheardanymore, forbothweredrownedintheocean-likeroaroftheAwakenedTreesastheyplungedthroughtheranksofPeter'sarmy, andthenon, -westerbrokeoveritinfullfuryonanautumnevening? , insteadofbeingfixedtooneplace, wasrushingatyou;andwasnolongertreesbuthugepeople; 'sfollowerswererunningdowntotheGreatRiverinthehopeofcrossingthebridgetothetownofBerunaandtheredefendingthemselvesbehindrampartsandclosedgates.
Theyreachedtheriver, .
Butwhathadhappenedtothebridge?
Earlythatmorning, afterafewhours' sleep, thegirlshadwaked, toseeAslanstandingoverthemandtohearhisvoicesaying, “Wewillmakeholiday.” '—hisfierce, madcapgirls—, fullyrested, , everyonewaslaughing, fluteswereplaying, , notTalkingAnimals, werecrowdinginuponthemfromeverydirection.
“Whatisit, Aslan?” saidLucy, hereyesdancingandherfeetwantingtodance.
“Come, children,” saidhe.“Rideonmybackagaintoday.”
