ter, Susan, Edmund, and  Lucy, and it old in anotcure. te different  different  ry called Narnia. o reign for years and years; but o aken no time at  all. At any rate, no one noticed t told anyone  except one very wise grown-up.

    t ting on  a seat at a railation runks and playboxes piled up round t, on to scravelled togetation, rain ake to one sc rain o anot part of togeto be part of t no t t term-time feelings beginning again, and to say. Lucy o boarding sc time.

    It y, sleepy, country station and tform except ttle cry, like someone wung by a wasp.

    quot;s up, Lu?quot; said Edmund - and t;Ow!”

    quot; on eart;,began Peter, and too suddenly c o say. Instead, ;Susan, let go!  are you doing? o?”

    quot;Im not touc; said Susan. quot;Someone is pulling me. Oop it!”

    Everyone noticed t all te.

    quot;I felt just t; said Edmund in a breat;As if I  frigs beginning again.”

    quot;Me too,quot; said Lucy. quot;O bear it.”

    quot;Look s; sed Edmund. quot;All catcogetell by the feeling. Quick!”

    quot;Yes,quot; said Susan. quot; op-oh!”

    Next moment t, tform, and tation ely vanising, found tanding in a o to move. took a deep breath.

    quot;Oer!quot; exclaimed Lucy. quot;Do you t back to  Narnia?”

    quot;It mig; said Peter. quot;I cant see a yard in all trees.  Lets try to get into there is any open.”

    ity, and ings from nettles and pricks from  truggled out of t. ter, and after a feeps t tiny ripples t it mad