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Aslan is nearer
Thenthemistturnedfromwhitetogoldandpresentlyclearedawayaltogether.Shaftsofdelicioussunlightstruckdownontotheforestfloorandoverheadyoucouldseeablueskybetweenthetreetops.
Soonthereweremorewonderfulthingshappening.ComingsuddenlyroundacornerintoagladeofsilverbirchtreesEdmundsawthegroundcoveredinalldirectionswithlittleyellowflowers-celandines.Thenoiseofwatergrewlouder.Presentlytheyactuallycrossedastream.Beyondittheyfoundsnowdropsgrowing.
"Mindyourownbusiness!"saidthedwarfwhenhesawthatEdmundhadturnedhisheadtolookatthem;andhegavetheropeaviciousjerk.
Butofcoursethisdidn’tpreventEdmundfromseeing.Onlyfiveminuteslaterhenoticedadozencrocusesgrowingroundthefootofanoldtree-goldandpurpleandwhite.Thencameasoundevenmoredeliciousthanthesoundofthewater.Closebesidethepaththeywerefollowingabirdsuddenlychirpedfromthebranchofatree.Itwasansweredbythechuckleofanotherbirdalittlefurtheroff.Andthen,asifthathadbeenasignal,therewaschatteringandchirrupingineverydirection,andthenamomentoffullsong,andwithinfiveminutesthewholewoodwasringingwithbirds’music,andwhereverEdmund’seyesturnedhesawbirdsalightingonbranches,orsailingoverheadorchasingoneanotherorhavingtheirlittlequarrelsortidyinguptheirfeatherswiththeirbeaks.
"Faster!Faster!"saidtheWitch.
Therewasnotraceofthefognow.Theskybecamebluerandbluer,andnowtherewerewhitecloudshurryingacrossitfromtimetotime.Inthewidegladestherewereprimroses.Alightbreezesprangupwhichscattereddropsofmoisturefromtheswayingbranchesandcarriedcool,deliciousscentsagainstthefacesofthetravellers.
