Хроники Нарнии
Aslan is nearer
"Please,yourMajesty,"saidtheFox,"weweregiventhem.AndifImightmakesoboldastodrinkyourMajesty’sverygoodhealth-"
"Whogavethemtoyou?"saidtheWitch.
"F-F-F-FatherChristmas,"stammeredtheFox.
"What?"roaredtheWitch,springingfromthesledgeandtakingafewstridesnearertotheterrifiedanimals."Hehasnotbeenhere!Hecannothavebeenhere!Howdareyou-butno.Sayyouhavebeenlyingandyoushallevennowbeforgiven."
Atthatmomentoneoftheyoungsquirrelslostitsheadcompletely.
"Hehas-hehas-hehas!"itsqueaked,beatingitslittlespoononthetable.EdmundsawtheWitchbiteherlipssothatadropofbloodappearedonherwhitecheek.Thensheraisedherwand."Oh,don’t,don’t,pleasedon’t,"shoutedEdmund,butevenwhilehewasshoutingshehadwavedherwandandinstantlywherethemerrypartyhadbeentherewereonlystatuesofcreatures(onewithitsstoneforkfixedforeverhalf-waytoitsstonemouth)seatedroundastonetableonwhichtherewerestoneplatesandastoneplumpudding.
"Asforyou,"saidtheWitch,givingEdmundastunningblowonthefaceasshere-mountedthesledge,"letthatteachyoutoaskfavourforspiesandtraitors.Driveon!"AndEdmundforthefirsttimeinthisstoryfeltsorryforsomeonebesideshimself.Itseemedsopitifultothinkofthoselittlestonefiguressittingthereallthesilentdaysandallthedarknights,yearafteryear,tillthemossgrewonthemandatlasteventheirfacescrumbledaway.
