“Oh, mayI? Thankyou, thankyou,” , whowhirledherroundinamerrydanceandhelpedhertakeoffsomeoftheunnecessaryanduncomfortableclothesthatshewaswearing.
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Theysweptonacrossthelevelfieldsonthenorthbank, orleftbank, ;chaineddogsbroketheirchains; horseskickedtheircartstopiecesandcametrottingalongwiththem—clop-clop—kickingupthemudandwhinnying.
', , hisbodythetrunkofatree, , whohadbeencryingamomentbefore, burstoutlaughingandjoinedthem.
Atalittletownhalf-waytoBeaversdam, wheretworiversmet, theycametoanotherschool, .
“Oh, don't, don't,” shesaid.“I''.”
“Frightened?” saidthemostpig-likeoftheboys.“Who'sshetalkingtooutofthewindow? Let'stelltheinspectorshetalkstopeopleoutofthewindowwhensheoughttobeteachingus.”
“Let'sgoandseewhoitis,” saidanotherboy, , BacchusgaveagreatcryofEuan, (whethertrulyornot) thatthoseparticularlittleboyswereneverseenagain, butthattherewerealotofveryfinelittlepigsinthatpartofthecountrywhichhadneverbeentherebefore.
“Now, DearHeart,” saidAslantotheMistress, andshejumpeddownandjoinedthem.
.“Whyareyoucrying, mylove?” , whohadneverseenapictureofalion, wasnotafraidofhim.“Auntie'sveryill,” shesaid.“She'sgoingtodie.” ThenAslanwenttogoinatthedoorofthecottage, , whenhehadgothisheadthrough, hepushedwithhisshoulders (LucyandSusanfelloffwhenhedidthis) , stillinherbed, thoughthebedwasnowintheopenair, 'sdoor, butwhensheopenedhereyesandsawthebright, hairyheadofthelionstaringintoherface, , “Oh, Aslan! Iknewitwastrue.I'?”
“Yes, Dearest,” saidAslan.“Butnotthelongjourneyyet.” Andashespoke, liketheflushcreepingalongtheundersideofacloudatsunrise, thecolorcamebacktoherwhitefaceandhereyesgrewbrightandshesatupandsaid, “Why, .”
“Hereyouare, mother,” saidBacchus, , redasred-currantjelly, smoothasoil, strongasbeef, warmingastea, coolasdew.
“Eh, you'vedonesomethingtoourwell,” saidtheoldwoman.“Thatmakesanicechange, thatdoes.” Andshejumpedoutofbed.
“Rideonme,” saidAslan, andaddedtoSusanandLucy, “Youtwoqueenswillhavetorunnow.”
“Butwe'dlikethatjustaswell,” .
Andsoatlast, withleapinganddancingandsinging, withmusicandlaughterandroaringandbarkingandneighing, theyallcametotheplacewhereMiraz'sarmystoodflingingdowntheirswordsandholdinguptheirhands, andPeter'sarmy, stillholdingtheirweaponsandbreathinghard, 'sbackandranacrosstoCaspianandtheyembracedoneanother; forshewashisoldnurse.
