Lucy looks into a Wardrobe

           Oncetherewerefourchildren whosenameswerePeter,Susan,EdmundandLucy. ThisstoryisaboutsomethingthathappenedtothemwhentheyweresentawayfromLondonduringthewar becauseoftheair-raids. TheyweresenttothehouseofanoldProfessor wholivedintheheartofthecountry, tenmilesfromthenearestrailwaystationandtwomilesfromthenearestpostoffice. Hehadnowifeandhelivedinaverylargehouse withahousekeepercalledMrsMacreadyandthreeservants. (TheirnameswereIvy,MargaretandBetty, buttheydonotcomeintothestorymuch.) Hehimselfwasaveryoldmanwithshaggywhitehairwhichgrewovermostofhisfaceaswellasonhishead, andtheylikedhimalmostatonce; butonthefirsteveningwhenhecameouttomeetthematthefrontdoor hewassoodd-looking thatLucy(whowastheyoungest)wasalittleafraidofhim, andEdmund(whowasthenextyoungest)wantedtolaughandhadtokeeponpretendinghewasblowinghisnosetohideit. 

           AssoonastheyhadsaidgoodnighttotheProfessor andgoneupstairsonthefirstnight,theboyscameintothegirls’room andtheyalltalkeditover. 

           "We’vefallenonourfeetandnomistake,"saidPeter. "Thisisgoingtobeperfectlysplendid. Thatoldchapwillletusdoanythingwelike." 

           "Ithinkhe’sanolddear,"saidSusan. 

           "Oh,comeoffit!"saidEdmund, whowastiredandpretendingnottobetired, whichalwaysmadehimbad-tempered. "Don’tgoontalkinglikethat." 

           "Likewhat?"saidSusan; "andanyway,it’stimeyouwereinbed."