Now! Where's that dratted little Witch that was running about on the ground. A moment later he lifted his club off his shoulder, rubbed his eyes and said, "Bless me! The change was already creeping up the Giant's legs. "That wasn't exactly what I meant," whispered Susan to Lucy.īut it was too late to do anything about it now even if Aslan would have listened to her. "Once the feet are put right, all the rest of him will follow. "Look! I wonder-I mean, is it safe? Lucy looked and saw that Aslan had just breathed on the feet of the stone giant. And instead of the deadly silence the whole place rang with the sound of happy roarings, brayings, yelpings, barkings, squealings, cooings, neighings, stampings, shouts, hurrahs, songs and laughter.
Instead of all that deadly white the courtyard was now a blaze of colours glossy chestnut sides of centaurs, indigo horns of unicorns, dazzling plumage of birds, reddy-brown of foxes, dogs and satyrs, yellow stockings and crimson hoods of dwarfs and the birch-girls in silver, and the beech-girls in fresh, transparent green, and the larch-girls in green so bright that it was almost yellow. Creatures were running after Aslan and dancing round him till he was almost hidden in the crowd. The courtyard looked no longer like a museum it looked more like a zoo. Of course the children's eyes turned to follow the lion but the sight they saw was so wonderful that they soon forgot about him.Įverywhere the statues were coming to life. Then, having caught sight of Aslan, he went bounding after him and frisking round him whimpering with delight and jumping up to lick his face. He lifted one of them and scratched himself. Then he opened a great red mouth, warm and living, and gave a prodigious yawn. Then a tiny streak of gold began to run along his white marble back then it spread-then the colour seemed to lick all over him as the flame licks all over a bit of paper-then, while his hindquarters were still obviously stone, the lion shook his mane and all the heavy, stone folds rippled into living hair.
For a second after Aslan had breathed upon him the stone lion looked just the same. I expect you've seen someone put a lighted match to a bit of newspaper which is propped up in a grate against an unlit fire.Īnd for a second nothing seems to have happened and then you notice a tiny streak of flame creeping along the edge of the newspaper. But at that moment Lucy said, "Oh, Susan! Then he pounced on a tall stone dryad which stood beyond the dwarf, turned rapidly aside to deal with a stone rabbit on his right, and rushed on to two centaurs. Then without waiting a moment he whisked round-almost as if he had been a cat chasing its tail-and breathed also on the stone dwarf, which (as you remember) was standing a few feet from the lion with his back to it. He had bounded up to the stone lion and breathed on him. "Hush," said Susan, "Aslan's doing something. "All those stone animals-and people too! It's-it's like a museum. The Lion, The Witch And The Wardrobe - Chapters 16- 17 (1)Ĭried Lucy.
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