tAtUES  quot; an extraordinary place!quot; cried Lucy. quot;All tone animals -and  people too!

    Its -its like a museum.”

    quot;; said Susan, quot;Aslans doing something.”

    o tone lion and breat ing a moment  as if  cs tail -and breatone d from to it. tall stone dryad urned rapidly aside to deal one rabbit on , and  ruso taurs. But at t moment Lucy said,  quot;O the lion.”

    I expect youve seen someone put a ligco a bit of ne an unlit fire. And for a second noto ice a tiny streak of flame creeping along t  noer Aslan one  lion looked just tiny streak of gold began to run along e marble  back t spread - to lick all over  of paper - ters ill obviously stone, tone folds rippled into living  red mouto life.

    ed one of tc sig bounding after  and  jumping up to lick his face.

    Of course turned to follo t t t about atues o life.

    tyard looked no longer like a museum; it looked more like a zoo.  Creatures er Aslan and dancing round ill  he  crowd.

    Instead of all t deadly yard  sides of centaurs, indigo yrs, yelloockings and crimson ransparent green, and the larch- girls in green so

    brig it  yelloead of tampings, ss, er.

    quot;O; said Susan in a different tone. quot;Look! I   safe?”

    Lucy looked and sa Aslan  breat of tone  giant.

    quot;Its all rig; sed Aslan joyously. quot;Once t are put rig of him will follow.”

    quot;t  exactly ,quot;  it oo  late to do anyt it noo s legs. No later ed ;Bless me! I must