Luethinglyihwiseoableedherattewasakone，sharpassteel，acruel-lookilookingthing。
spokenaword。The，andext—theyallrosetotheirfeet，becausetheyfeltthatshewasagreatlady。
“TravellerswhohavefartoAslan'stable，”saidthegirl。“Whydoyouanddrink?”
“Madam，”said，“wefearedthefoodbecausewethoughtithadcastourfriendsiedsleep。
“Theyhaveedit，”shesaid。
“Please，”saidLucy，“ehem?”
“Sevenyearsago，”saidthegirl，“theycamehereinashipwhosesailswereragsandtimbersreadytofallapart。Thereiththem，sailors，aheycametothistableonesaid，‘Hereisthegoodplace。Letussetsailandreefsailandrowdownandendourdaysinpeace!'Andthesedsaid，‘usre-embarkandsailforNarniaamaybethatMirazisdead。'Butthethird，whowasaverymasterfulman，leapedupandsaid，‘No，byheaven。WearemenandTelmaribrutes。Whatshouldwedobutseekadveure?Wehavenotlongtoliveiusspendwhatisleftiheunpeopledworldbehindthesunrise。'AndastheyquarrelledhecaughtuptheKonewhichliesthereoableandwouldhavefoughtwithhisrades。Butitisathingnhtforhimtotoudashisfingersclosedupo，deepsleepfellupohree。Andtilltheeisuheywillnever>
“WhatisthisKoace。
“Dononeofyouknowit?”saidthegirl。
“I—Ithink，”saidLucy，“I'veseehibefore。ItwasaktheWhiteWitchusedwhenshekilledAslaablelongago。”
“Itwasthesame，”saidthegirl，“anditwasbroughtheretobekeptinhohe>
Edmund，whohadbeenlookingmoreandmoreunfortableforthelastfewminutes，nowspoke。
“Lookhere，”hesaid，“IhopeI'mnotacoward—abouteatingthisfood，Imean—andI'msureIdon'tmeantoberude。Butwehavehadalotofqueeradvehisvoyageofoursandthialwayswhattheyseem。WhenIlookinyourfa'thelpbelievingallyousay:butthenthat'sjustwhatmighthappenwithawitchtoo。Hoyou'reafriend?”
“You'tknow，”saidthegirl。“Youlybelieveornot。”
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“Sire，”hesaidto，“ofyourcourtesyfillmycupwithwihatflagon:itistoobigformetolift。Iwilldrinktothelady。”
obeyedandtheMouse，standiable，heldupagoldestinypawsandsaid，“Lady，Ipledgeyou。”Theooncoldpeadinashortwhileeveryoneelsefolloweditsexample。Allwereveryhungryandthemeal，ifyouwantedforaveryearlybreakfast，wasextasaverylatesupper。
“WhyisitcalledAslan'stable?”askedLutly。
“Itissetherebyhisbidding，”saidthegirl，“forthosewhoecallthisislandtheWorld'sEnd，fhyousailfurther，thisisthebeginningoftheend。”
“Buthowdoesthefoodkeep?”askedthepracticalEustace。
“Itiseaten，andrenewedeveryday，”saidthegirl。“Thisyouwillsee。”
“AndwhatarewetodoabouttheSleepers?”asked。“Intheworldfromwhichmyfriendse”（here，headthePeveheyhaveastoryofaprinceingtoacastleeoplelayiedsleep。InthatstoryheotdissolvetheeilhehadkissedthePrincess。”
“Buthere，”saidthegirl，“itisdifferent。HereheotkissthePriillhehasdissolvedthee。”
“Then，”said，“inthenameofAslaosetaboutthatworkatonce。”
“Myfatherwillteachyouthat，”saidthegirl。
“Yourfather!”saideveryone。“Whoishe?Andwhere?”
“Look，”saidthegirl，turningroundandpointingatthedoorinthehillside。Theycouldseeitmoreeasilynow，forwhiletheyhadbeentalkiarshadgrownfainteragapsofwhitelightearinginthegrayheeasternsky。