IN tC to kno because ime about turkis - and t spoils taste of good    ordinary food ion,    and    e mu t taking no notice    to give , but    .

        And tened until Mr Beaver told t Aslan and until    for meeting Aslan at toable. It    ly to edge ain wion

        of Aslan gave erious and    as it gave terious and lovely feeling.

        Just as Mr Beaver ing t Adams flesly turning t before Mr    Beaver elling t te itc really    all but ess, Edmund    outside into tiously closed    the door behind him.

        You mustnt t even noe so bad t ually    ed ers to be turned into stourkis    and to be a Prince (and later a King) and to pay Peter out for calling . As for    c    o be particularly o    tainly not to put t o believe, or to    pretend    s do anyto t;Because," o ;all ty t    isnt true. So me, a a; At    least, t        a very    good excuse,    te itch was    bad and cruel.

        t t outside and found t     beo get it no t t    gone, for it    doo    dinner and ter days    o make t of it. So urned up op of t     so slippery sio the river.

        It ty bad e and    and t aoo t slipping into deep drifts of    snoripping over fallerunks, and    sliding doeep banks, and barking    rocks, till    and cold and    bruised all over.

        t I really t    o say to ; to make some det roads." And of course t set    being a King and all t settled in    sort of palace    e ema and ting toue scer in    topped. t became freezing cold. Finally, the    clouds rolled

        a. It    made everyt as brigher    fusing.

        e out by time     to t arrived at to t one loo follo up. But ttle valley do left and muc     at all in t    to stoop under    branc loads of snoo ime t more and more ed Peter - just as if all ters fault.

        But at last o a part . And te close to tle plai be te itcer tle. It seemed    to be all totle toed spires on t and    trange on to be afraid of the house.

        But it oo late t baow.

        ; not test sound any er after er of t turret after turret to find to go t. It    iron gates stood wide open.

        Edmund crept up to to tyard, and t t nearly made    stop beating. Just ie,    s, stood an enormous lion crouc o    spring. And Edmund stood in to go on and afraid to go back,    ogetood t eettering    been ctering ed I dont kno it seemed to Edmund to last for hours.

        t last o ill - for it     moved one i eyes on it. Edmund noured a little    nearer, still keeping in tanding t it couldnt     all. ("But supposing    it turns its ; t Edmund.) In fact it aring at somettle: do it about four feet a;A; t Edmund.    " springs at to escape." But still t last Edmund remembered    te iting people into stone. Perone    lion. And as soon as    of t iced t top    of its head were

        covered    must be only a statue! No living animal    self get covered    beating    as if it , Edmuured to go up to to    touc, but at last    out    one. ened of a mere statue!

        t    t in spite of t    time to    seemed a perfectly lovely idea. "Probably," , "t    Lion Aslan t talking about. S urned o    stone. So ts t him! Pooh! hos afraid of Aslan?”

        And ood ting over tone lion, and presently ook a stump of lead pencil out of    and    scribbled a moustacacles on its eyes. t;Yaone? You t yourself mig you?" But in spite of t t sto    still looked so terrible, and sad, and aring up in t, t Edmund    didnt really get any fun out of jeering at it. urned ao cross tyard.

        As    into t    tatues    all about - standing and on a c    is oyrs, and stone -amountains of stoone s looked like     rees. t saur    and a    Edmund took to be a dragon. traanding tly life-like and also perfectly still, in t    oonlig it yard. Rigood a     as tall as a tree,    club in its rig it one giant and not a    live one, Edmund did not like going past it.

        t syard.    to it; t of stoeps going up to an    open door.

        Edmund    up t wolf.

        "Its all rigs all rig;    saying to ;its only a    stone    t    me", and o step over it. Instantly ture    rose, ling along its back, opened a great, red mout;and still, stranger, and tell me who you are.”

        "If you please, sir," said Edmund, trembling so t ;my name is Edmund, and Im t y met in t    my broters are noe close, io see them.”

        "I ell y," said t;Meanill on t; t vaniso the house.

        Edmund stood and ed,     pounding in , and presently tc Police, came bounding bad said, "e in! e in! Fortunate favourite of t so fortunate.”

        And Edmund    in, taking great care not to tread on the olfs paws.

        yard atues. t ttle faun s face, and Edmund couldnt    be Lucys friend.    t came from a single lamp and close beside t te itch.

        "Im e, your Majesty," said Edmund, rushing eagerly forward.

        "; said tcerrible voice. "Did I not    tell you t th you?”

        "Please, your Majesty," said Edmund, "Ive do I . Ive    brouge close. ttle op of t up th    Mr and Mrs Beaver.”

        A slochs face.

        "Is t; she asked.

        "No, your Majesty," said Edmund, and proceeded to tell he Beavers house.

        "! Aslan?" cried t;Aslan! Is true? If I find you o me -”

        "Please, Im only repeating ; stammered Edmund.

        But ttending to antly th her before appeared.

        "Make ready our sledge," ordered td use t    bells.”
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