“Look, look! ” saidthePrince.“Theshipisalreadyfarthissideoftheharbour—! Alltheshipsaredrivingintothecity! Bymyhead, thesea', .”
“Oh, whatcanbehappening? ” criedJill.“Fireandwaterandallthosepeopledodgingaboutthestreets.”
“I'lltellyouwhatitis, ” saidPuddleglum.“ThatWitchhaslaidatrainofmagicspellssothatwhenevershewaskilled, 'sthesortthatwouldn'tsomuchminddyingherselfifsheknewthatthechapwhokilledherwasgoingtobeburned, orburied, ordrownedfiveminuteslater.”
“Hasthitit, friendwiggle, ” saidthePrince.“WhenourswordshackedofftheWitch'shead, thatstrokeendedallhermagicworks, .”
“That'sit, Sir, ” saidPuddleglum.“Unlessitshouldhappentobetheendofthewholeworld.”
“Butarewejustgoingtostayhereand—wait? ” gaspedJill.
“Notbymycounsel, ” saidthePrince.“Iwouldsavemyhorse, Coalblack, andtheWitch'sSnowflake (anoblebeastandworthyofabettermistress) , , andifweputthemtoittheymayoutstriptheflood.”
“WillyourHighnessnotputonarmor? ” askedPuddleglum.“Idon'tlikethelookofthose”—
(andnowthattheywereclose, theyobviouslywereEarthmen) , makingrushesandtakingcover, anxiousnottobeseenfromthecastlewindows.
“Idarenotseetheinsideofthatarmoragain, ” saidthePrince.“Irodeinitasinamovabledungeon, .”
Helefttheroomandreturnedwithastrangelightinhiseyesamomentlater.
“Look, friends, ” hesaid, holdingouttheshieldtowardthem.“Anhouragoitwasblackandwithoutdevice; andnow, this.” Theshieldhadturnedbrightassilver, andonit, redderthanbloodorcherries, wasthefigureoftheLion.
