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           Nextmomentshefound thatwhatwasrubbingagainstherfaceandhandswasnolongersoftfur butsomethinghardandroughandevenprickly. "Why,itisjustlikebranchesoftrees!"exclaimedLucy. Andthenshesawthattherewasalightaheadofher; notafewinchesawaywherethebackofthewardrobeoughttohavebeen,butalongwayoff. Somethingcoldandsoftwasfallingonher. Amomentlatershefoundthatshewasstandinginthemiddleofawood atnight-timewithsnowunderherfeet andsnowflakesfallingthroughtheair. 

           Lucyfeltalittlefrightened, butshefeltveryinquisitiveandexcitedaswell. Shelookedbackoverhershoulderandthere, betweenthedarktreetrunks; shecouldstillseetheopendoorwayofthewardrobe andevencatchaglimpseoftheemptyroomfromwhichshehadsetout. (Shehad,ofcourse,leftthedooropen,forsheknewthatitisaverysillythingtoshutoneselfintoawardrobe.) Itseemedtobestilldaylightthere. "Icanalwaysgetbackifanythinggoeswrong,"thoughtLucy. Shebegantowalkforward, crunch-crunchoverthesnowandthroughthewoodtowardstheotherlight. Inabouttenminutesshereachedit andfounditwasalamp-post. Asshestoodlookingatit,wonderingwhytherewasalamp-postinthemiddleofawood andwonderingwhattodonext, sheheardapitterpatteroffeetcomingtowardsher. Andsoonafterthataverystrangepersonsteppedoutfromamongthetreesintothelightofthelamp-post. 

           HewasonlyalittletallerthanLucyherself andhecarriedoverhisheadanumbrella,whitewithsnow. Fromthewaistupwardshewaslikeaman, buthislegswereshapedlikeagoat’s(thehaironthemwasglossyblack)andinsteadoffeethehadgoat’shoofs.