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"
You
may
be
glad
enough
of
it
before
you
taste
bread
again
,
"
said
the
Witch
.
While
he
was
still
chewing
away
the
first
dwarf
came
back
and
announced
that
the
sledge
was
ready
.
The
White
Witch
rose
and
went
out
,
ordering
Edmund
to
go
with
her
.
The
snow
was
again
falling
as
they
came
into
the
courtyard
,
but
she
took
no
notice
of
that
and
made
Edmund
sit
beside
her
on
the
sledge
.
But
before
they
drove
off
she
called
Maugrim
and
he
came
bounding
like
an
enormous
dog
to
the
side
of
the
sledge
.
"
Take
with
you
the
swiftest
of
your
wolves
and
go
at
once
to
the
house
of
the
Beavers
,
"
said
the
Witch
,
"
and
kill
whatever
you
find
there
.
If
they
are
already
gone
,
then
make
all
speed
to
the
Stone
Table
,
but
do
not
be
seen
.
Wait
for
me
there
in
hiding
.
I
meanwhile
must
go
many
miles
to
the
West
before
I
find
a
place
where
I
can
drive
across
the
river
.
You
may
overtake
these
humans
before
they
reach
the
Stone
Table
.
You
will
know
what
to
do
if
you
find
them
!
"
"
I
hear
and
obey
,
O
Queen
,
"
growled
the
Wolf
,
and
immediately
he
shot
away
into
the
snow
and
darkness
,
as
quickly
as
a
horse
can
gallop
.
In
a
few
minutes
he
had
called
another
wolf
and
was
with
him
down
on
the
dam
sniffing
at
the
Beavers
’
house
.
But
of
course
they
found
it
empty
.
It
would
have
been
a
dreadful
thing
for
the
Beavers
and
the
children
if
the
night
had
remained
fine
,
for
the
wolves
would
then
have
been
able
to
follow
their
trail
-
and
ten
to
one
would
have
overtaken
them
before
they
had
got
to
the
cave
.
But
now
that
the
snow
had
begun
again
the
scent
was
cold
and
even
the
footprints
were
covered
up
.
Meanwhile
the
dwarf
whipped
up
the
reindeer
,
and
the
Witch
and
Edmund
drove
out
under
the
archway
and
on
and
away
into
the
darkness
and
the
cold
.
This
was
a
terrible
journey
for
Edmund
,
who
had
no
coat
.
Before
they
had
been
going
quarter
of
an
hour
all
the
front
of
him
was
covered
with
snow
-
he
soon
stopped
trying
to
shake
it
off
because
,
as
quickly
as
he
did
that
,
a
new
lot
gathered
,
and
he
was
so
tired
.
Soon
he
was
wet
to
the
skin
.
And
oh
,
how
miserable
he
was
!
It
didn
’
t
look
now
as
if
the
Witch
intended
to
make
him
a
King
.
All
the
things
he
had
said
to
make
himself
believe
that
she
was
good
and
kind
and
that
her
side
was
really
the
right
side
sounded
to
him
silly
now
.
He
would
have
given
anything
to
meet
the
others
at
this
moment
-
even
Peter
!
The
only
way
to
comfort
himself
now
was
to
try
to
believe
that
the
whole
thing
was
a
dream
and
that
he
might
wake
up
at
any
moment
.
And
as
they
went
on
,
hour
after
hour
,
it
did
come
to
seem
like
a
dream
.
This
lasted
longer
than
I
could
describe
even
if
I
wrote
pages
and
pages
about
it
.
But
I
will
skip
on
to
the
time
when
the
snow
had
stopped
and
the
morning
had
come
and
they
were
racing
along
in
the
daylight
.
And
still
they
went
on
and
on
,
with
no
sound
but
the
everlasting
swish
of
the
snow
and
the
creaking
of
the
reindeer
’
s
harness
.
And
then
at
last
the
Witch
said
,
"
What
have
we
here
?
Stop
!
"
and
they
did
.
How
Edmund
hoped
she
was
going
to
say
something
about
breakfast
!
But
she
had
stopped
for
quite
a
different
reason
.
A
little
way
off
at
the
foot
of
a
tree
sat
a
merry
party
,
a
squirrel
and
his
wife
with
their
children
and
two
satyrs
and
a
dwarf
and
an
old
dogfox
,
all
on
stools
round
a
table
.
Edmund
couldn
’
t
quite
see
what
they
were
eating
,
but
it
smelled
lovely
and
there
seemed
to
be
decorations
of
holly
and
he
wasn
’
t
at
all
sure
that
he
didn
’
t
see
something
like
a
plum
pudding
.
At
the
moment
when
the
sledge
stopped
,
the
Fox
,
who
was
obviously
the
oldest
person
present
,
had
just
risen
to
its
feet
,
holding
a
glass
in
its
right
paw
as
if
it
was
going
to
say
something
.
But
when
the
whole
party
saw
the
sledge
stopping
and
who
was
in
it
,
all
the
gaiety
went
out
of
their
faces
.
The
father
squirrel
stopped
eating
with
his
fork
half
-
way
to
his
mouth
and
one
of
the
satyrs
stopped
with
its
fork
actually
in
its
mouth
,
and
the
baby
squirrels
squeaked
with
terror
.
"
What
is
the
meaning
of
this
?
"
asked
the
Witch
Queen
.
Nobody
answered
.
"
Speak
,
vermin
!
"
she
said
again
.
"
Or
do
you
want
my
dwarf
to
find
you
a
tongue
with
his
whip
?
What
is
the
meaning
of
all
this
gluttony
,
this
waste
,
this
selfindulgence
?
Where
did
you
get
all
these
things
?
"
