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"
And
now
,
who
has
won
?
Fool
,
did
you
think
that
by
all
this
you
would
save
the
human
traitor
?
Now
I
will
kill
you
instead
of
him
as
our
pact
was
and
so
the
Deep
Magic
will
be
appeased
.
But
when
you
are
dead
what
will
prevent
me
from
killing
him
as
well
?
And
who
will
take
him
out
of
my
hand
then
?
Understand
that
you
have
given
me
Narnia
forever
,
you
have
lost
your
own
life
and
you
have
not
saved
his
.
In
that
knowledge
,
despair
and
die
.
"
The
children
did
not
see
the
actual
moment
of
the
killing
.
They
couldn
’
t
bear
to
look
and
had
covered
their
eyes
.
While
the
two
girls
still
crouched
in
the
bushes
with
their
hands
over
their
faces
,
they
heard
the
voice
of
the
Witch
calling
out
,
"
Now
!
Follow
me
all
and
we
will
set
about
what
remains
of
this
war
!
It
will
not
take
us
long
to
crush
the
human
vermin
and
the
traitors
now
that
the
great
Fool
,
the
great
Cat
,
lies
dead
.
"
At
this
moment
the
children
were
for
a
few
seconds
in
very
great
danger
.
For
with
wild
cries
and
a
noise
of
skirling
pipes
and
shrill
horns
blowing
,
the
whole
of
that
vile
rabble
came
sweeping
off
the
hill
-
top
and
down
the
slope
right
past
their
hiding
-
place
.
They
felt
the
Spectres
go
by
them
like
a
cold
wind
and
they
felt
the
ground
shake
beneath
them
under
the
galloping
feet
of
the
Minotaurs
;
and
overhead
there
went
a
flurry
of
foul
wings
and
a
blackness
of
vultures
and
giant
bats
.
At
any
other
time
they
would
have
trembled
with
fear
;
but
now
the
sadness
and
shame
and
horror
of
Aslan
’
s
death
so
filled
their
minds
that
they
hardly
thought
of
it
.
As
soon
as
the
wood
was
silent
again
Susan
and
Lucy
crept
out
onto
the
open
hill
-
top
.
The
moon
was
getting
low
and
thin
clouds
were
passing
across
her
,
but
still
they
could
see
the
shape
of
the
Lion
lying
dead
in
his
bonds
.
And
down
they
both
knelt
in
the
wet
grass
and
kissed
his
cold
face
and
stroked
his
beautiful
fur
-
what
was
left
of
it
-
and
cried
till
they
could
cry
no
more
.
And
then
they
looked
at
each
other
and
held
each
other
’
s
hands
for
mere
loneliness
and
cried
again
;
and
then
again
were
silent
.
At
last
Lucy
said
,
"
I
can
’
t
bear
to
look
at
that
horrible
muzzle
.
I
wonder
could
we
take
if
off
?
"
So
they
tried
.
And
after
a
lot
of
working
at
it
(
for
their
fingers
were
cold
and
it
was
now
the
darkest
part
of
the
night
)
they
succeeded
.
And
when
they
saw
his
face
without
it
they
burst
out
crying
again
and
kissed
it
and
fondled
it
and
wiped
away
the
blood
and
the
foam
as
well
as
they
could
.
And
it
was
all
more
lonely
and
hopeless
and
horrid
than
I
know
how
to
describe
.
"
I
wonder
could
we
untie
him
as
well
?
"
said
Susan
presently
.
But
the
enemies
,
out
of
pure
spitefulness
,
had
drawn
the
cords
so
tight
that
the
girls
could
make
nothing
of
the
knots
.
