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Very
quietly
the
two
girls
groped
their
way
among
the
other
sleepers
and
crept
out
of
the
tent
.
The
moonlight
was
bright
and
everything
was
quite
still
except
for
the
noise
of
the
river
chattering
over
the
stones
.
Then
Susan
suddenly
caught
Lucy
’
s
arm
and
said
,
"
Look
!
"
On
the
far
side
of
the
camping
ground
,
just
where
the
trees
began
,
they
saw
the
Lion
slowly
walking
away
from
them
into
the
wood
.
Without
a
word
they
both
followed
him
.
He
led
them
up
the
steep
slope
out
of
the
river
valley
and
then
slightly
to
the
right
-
apparently
by
the
very
same
route
which
they
had
used
that
afternoon
in
coming
from
the
Hill
of
the
Stone
Table
.
On
and
on
he
led
them
,
into
dark
shadows
and
out
into
pale
moonlight
,
getting
their
feet
wet
with
the
heavy
dew
.
He
looked
somehow
different
from
the
Aslan
they
knew
.
His
tail
and
his
head
hung
low
and
he
walked
slowly
as
if
he
were
very
,
very
tired
.
Then
,
when
they
were
crossing
a
wide
open
place
where
there
where
no
shadows
for
them
to
hide
in
,
he
stopped
and
looked
round
.
It
was
no
good
trying
to
run
away
so
they
came
towards
him
.
When
they
were
closer
he
said
,
"
Oh
,
children
,
children
,
why
are
you
following
me
?
"
"
We
couldn
’
t
sleep
,
"
said
Lucy
-
and
then
felt
sure
that
she
need
say
no
more
and
that
Aslan
knew
all
they
had
been
thinking
.
"
Please
,
may
we
come
with
you
-
wherever
you
’
re
going
?
"
asked
Susan
.
"
Well
-
"
said
Aslan
,
and
seemed
to
be
thinking
.
Then
he
said
,
"
I
should
be
glad
of
company
tonight
.
Yes
,
you
may
come
,
if
you
will
promise
to
stop
when
I
tell
you
,
and
after
that
leave
me
to
go
on
alone
.
"
"
Oh
,
thank
you
,
thank
you
.
And
we
will
,
"
said
the
two
girls
.
Forward
they
went
again
and
one
of
the
girls
walked
on
each
side
of
the
Lion
.
But
how
slowly
he
walked
!
And
his
great
,
royal
head
drooped
so
that
his
nose
nearly
touched
the
grass
.
Presently
he
stumbled
and
gave
a
low
moan
.
"
Aslan
!
Dear
Aslan
!
"
said
Lucy
,
"
what
is
wrong
?
Can
’
t
you
tell
us
?
"
"
Are
you
ill
,
dear
Aslan
?
"
asked
Susan
.
