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“WAKEup，Digory，wakeup，Fledge，”camethevoiceofPolly．“Ithasturnedintoatoffeetree．Andit’stheloveliestmorning．”

Thelowearlysunshinewasstreamingthroughthewoodandthegrasswasgreywithdewandthecobwebswerelikesilver．Justbesidethemwasalittle，verydar—kwoodedtree，aboutthesizeofanappletree．Theleaveswerewhitishandratherpapery，liketheherbcalledhonesty，anditwasloadedwithlittlebrownfruitsthatlookedratherlikedates．

“Hurrah！”saidDigory．“ButI’mgoingtohaveadipfirst．”Herushedthroughafloweringthicketortwodowntotheriver’sedge．Haveyoueverbathedinamountainriverthatisrunninginshallowcataractsoverredandblueandyellowstoneswiththesunonit？Itisasgoodasthesea：insomewaysalmostbetter．Ofcourse，hehadtodressagainwithoutdryingbutitwaswellworthit．Whenhecameback，Pollywentdownandhadherbathe；atleastshesaidthatwaswhatshe’dbeendoing，butweknowshewasnotmuchofaswimmerandperhapsitisbestnottoasktoomanyquestions．Fledgevisitedtherivertoobutheonlystoodinmidstream，stoopingdownforalongdrinkofwaterandthenshakinghismaneandneighingseveraltimes．

PollyandDigorygottoworkonthetoffee-tree．Thefruitwasdelicious；notexactlyliketoffee-softerforonething，andjuicy-butlikefruitwhichremindedoneoftoffee．Fledgealsomadeanexcellentbreakfast；hetriedoneofthetoffeefruitsandlikeditbutsaidhefeltmorelikegrassatthathourinthemorning．Thenwithsomedifficultythechildrengotonhisbackandthesecondjourneybegan．

Itwasevenbetterthanyesterday，partlybecauseeveryonewasfeelingsofresh，andpartlybecausethenewlyrisensunwasattheirbacksand，ofcourse，everythinglooksnicerwhenthelightisbehindyou．Itwasawonderfulride．Thebigsnowymountainsroseabovethemineverydirection．Thevalleys，farbeneaththem，weresogreen，andallthestreamswhichtumbleddownfromtheglaciersintothemainriverweresoblue，thatitwaslikeflyingovergiganticpiecesofjewellery．Theywouldhavelikedthispartoftheadventuretogoonlongerthanitdid.Butquitesoontheywereallsniffingtheairandsaying“Whatisit？”and“Didyousmellsomething？”and“Where’sitcomingfrom？”Foraheavenlysmell，warmandgolden，asiffromallthemostdeliciousfruitsandflowersoftheworld，wascominguptothemfromsomewhereahead．

“It’scomingfromthatvalleywiththelakeinit，”saidFledge．

“Soitis，”saidDigory．“Andlook！There’sagreenhillatthefarendofthelake．Andlookhowbluethewateris．”

“ItmustbethePlace，”saidallthree．

Fledgecamelowerandlowerinwidecircles．Theicypeaksroseuphigherandhigherabove．Theaircameupwarmerandsweetereverymoment，sosweetthatitalmostbroughtthetearstoyoureyes．Fledgewasnowglidingwithhisgreatwingsspreadoutmotionlessoneachside，andhisgreathoofspawingfortheground．Thesteepgreenhillwasrushingtowardsthem．Amomentlaterhealightedonitsslope，alittleawkwardly．Thechildrenrolledoff，fellwithouthurtingthemselvesonthewarm，finegrass，andstooduppantingalittle．

Theywereaboutthree-quartersofthewayupthehill，andsetoutatoncetoclimbtothetop．（Idon’tthinkFledgecouldhavemanagedthiswithouthiswingstobalancehimandtogivehimthehelpofaflutternowandthen．）Allroundtheverytopofthehillranahighwallofgreenturf．Insidethewalltreesweregrowing．Theirbrancheshungoutoverthewall；theirleavesshowednotonlygreenbutalsoblueandsilverwhenthewindstirredthem．Whenthetravellersreachedthetoptheywalkednearlyallthewayrounditoutsidethegreenwallbeforetheyfoundthegates：highgatesofgold，fastshut，facingdueeast．

UptillnowIthinkFledgeandPollyhadhadtheideathattheywouldgoinwithDigory．Buttheythoughtsonolonger．Youneversawaplacewhichwassoobviouslyprivate．Youcouldseeataglancethatitbelongedtosomeoneelse．Onlyafoolwoulddreamofgoinginunlesshehadbeensentthereonveryspecialbusiness．Digoryhimselfunderstoodatoncethattheotherswouldn’tandcouldn’tcomeinwithhim．Hewentforwardtothegatesalone．

Whenhehadcomecloseuptothemhesawwordswrittenonthegoldwithsilverletters；somethinglikethis：

Comeinbythegoldgatesornotatall，

Takeofmyfruitforothersorforbear，

Forthosewhostealorthosewhoclimbmywall，

Shallfindtheirheart’sdesireandfinddespair．

“Takeofmyfruitforothers，”saidDigorytohimself．“Well，that’swhatI’mgoingtodo．ItmeansImustn’teatanymyself，Isuppose．Idon’tknowwhatallthatjawinthelastlineisabout．Comeinbythegoldgates．Wellwho’dwanttoclimbawallifhecouldgetinbyagates！Buthowdothegatesopen？”Helaidhishandonthemandinstantlytheyswungapart，openinginwards，turningontheirhingeswithouttheleastnoise．

Nowthathecouldseeintotheplaceitlookedmoreprivatethanever．Hewentinverysolemnly，lookingabouthim．Everythingwasveryquietinside．Eventhefountainwhichrosenearthemiddleofthegardenmadeonlythefaintestsound．Thelovelysmellwasallroundhim！itwasahappyplacebutveryserious．

Heknewwhichwastherighttreeatonce，partlybecauseitstoodintheverycentreandpartlybecausethegreatsilverappleswithwhichitwasloadedshonesoandcastalightoftheirowndownontheshadowyplaceswherethesunlightdidnotreach．Hewalkedstraightacrosstoit，pickedanapple，andputitinthebreastpocketofhisNorfolkjacket．Buthecouldn’thelplookingatitandsmellingitbeforeheputitaway．

Itwouldhavebeenbetterifhehadnot．Aterriblethirstandhungercameoverhimandalongingtotastethatfruit．Heputithastilyintohispocket；buttherewereplentyofothers．Coulditbewrongtotasteone？Afterall，hethought，thenoticeonthegatemightnothavebeenexactlyanorder；itmighthavebeenonlyapieceofadvice-andwhocaresaboutadvice？Orevenifitwereanorder，wouldhebedisobeyingitbyeatinganapple？Hehadalreadyobeyedthepartabouttakingone“forothers”．

Whilehewasthinkingofallthishehappenedtolookupthroughthebranchestowardsthetopofthetree．There，onabranchabovehishead，awonderfulbirdwasroosting．Isay“roosting”becauseitseemedalmostasleep；perhapsnotquite．Thetiniestslitofoneeyewasopen．Itwaslargerthananeagle，itsbreastsaffron，itsheadcrestedwithscarlet，anditstailpurple．

“Anditjustshows，”saidDigoryafterwardwhenhewastellingthestorytotheothers，“thatyoucan’tbetoocarefulinthesemagicalplaces．Youneverknowwhatmaybewatchingyou．”ButIthinkDigorywouldnothavetakenanappleforhimselfinanycase．ThingslikeDoNotStealwere，Ithink，hammeredintoboys’headsagooddealharderinthosedaysthantheyarenow．Still，wecanneverbecertain．

Digorywasjustturningtogobacktothegateswhenhestoppedtohaveonelastlookaround．Hegotaterribleshock．Hewasnotalone．There，onlyafewyardsawayfromhim，stoodtheWitch．Shewasjustthrowingawaythecoreofanapplewhichshehadeaten．Thejuicewasdarkerthanyouwouldexpectandhadmadeahorridstainroundhermouth．Digoryguessedatoncethatshemusthaveclimbedinoverthewall．Andhebegantoseethattheremightbesomesenseinthatlastlineaboutgettingyourheart’sdesireandgettingdespairalongwithit．FortheWitchlookedstrongerandprouderthanever，andeven，inaway，triumphant；butherfacewasdeadlywhite，whiteassalt．

AllthisflashedthroughDigory’smindinasecond；thenhetooktohisheelsandranforthegatesashardashecouldpelt；theWitchafterhim．Assoonashewasout，thegatesclosedbehindhimoftheirownaccord．Thatgavehimtheleadbutnotforlong．Bythetimehehadreachedtheothersandwasshoutingout“Quick，geton，Polly！Getup，Fledge”，theWitchhadclimbedthewall，orvaultedoverit，andwasclosebehindhimagain．

“Staywhereyouare，”criedDigory，turningroundtofaceher，“orwe’llallvanish．Don’tcomeaninchnearer．”

“Foolishboy，”saidtheWitch．“Whydoyourunfromme？Imeanyounoharm．Ifyoudonotstopandlistentomenow，youwillmisssomeknowledgethatwouldhavemadeyouhappyallyourlife．”

“WellIdon’twanttohearit，thanks，”saidDigory．Buthedid．

“Iknowwhaterrandyouhavecomeon，”continuedtheWitch．“ForitwasIwhowasclosebesideyouinthewoodslastnightandheardallyourcounsels．Youhavepluckedfruitinthegardenyonder．Youhaveitinyourpocketnow．Andyouaregoingtocarryitback，untasted，totheLion；forhimtoeat，forhimtouse．Yousimpleton！Doyouknowwhatthatfruitis？Iwilltellyou．Itistheappleofyouth，theappleoflife．Iknow，forIhavetastedit；andIfeelalreadysuchchangesinmyselfthatIknowIshallnevergrowoldordie．Eatit，Boy，eatit；andyouandIwillbothliveforeverandbekingandqueenofthiswholeworld-orofyourworld，ifwedecidetogobackthere．”

“Nothanks，”saidDigory，“Idon’tknowthatIcaremuchaboutlivingonandonaftereveryoneIknowisdead．I’dratherliveanordinarytimeanddieandgotoHeaven．”

“ButwhataboutthisMotherofyourswhomyoupretendtoloveso？”

“What’sshegottodowithit？”saidDigory．

“Doyounotsee，Fool，thatonebiteofthatapplewouldhealher？Youhaveitinyourpocket．WeareherebyourselvesandtheLionisfaraway．UseyourMagicandgobacktoyourownworld．AminutelateryoucanbeatyourMother’sbedside，givingherthefruit．Fiveminuteslateryouwillseethecolourcomingbacktoherface．Shewilltellyouthepainisgone．Soonshewilltellyoushefeelsstronger．Thenshewillfallasleep-thinkofthat；hoursofsweetnaturalsleep，withoutpain，withoutdrugs．Nextdayeveryonewillbesayinghowwonderfullyshehasrecovered．Soonshewillbequitewellagain．Allwillbewellagain．Yourhomewillbehappyagain．Youwillbelikeotherboys．”

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