&hslippedofftheirtaurs（whotookhem）。
“IwishIwasathome，”saidJill。
&aodded，sayingnothing，andbithislip。
“Ihavee，”saidadeepvoidthem。TheyturnedandsawtheLionhimself，shtarohioolookpaleandshadowyparedwithhim。AhaobreatheJillfotaboutthedeadKingofNarniaandrememberedonlyhowshehadmadeEustacefalloverthedhoedtomuffnearlyallthesigns，andaboutallthesnappingsandquarrellings。Aosay“I'msorry”butsheotspeak。ThentheLioowardhimwithhiseyes，adownaheirpalefaceswithhistongue，andsaid:
“Thinkofthatnomore。Iwillnotalwaysbesg。YouhavedoheworkforwhityouintoNarnia。”
“Please，Aslan，”saidJill，“maywegohomenow?”
“Yes。IhaveetyouHome，”saidAslan。Thenheopenedhismouthwideahistimetheyhadnosenseofflyingthroughtheair:iseemedthattheyremaiill，andthewildbreathofAslaheshipandthedeadKileandthesnowaersky。Forallthesethiotheairlikewreathsofsmoke，aheywerestandinginessofmid-summersunshine，onsmmightytrees，andbesideafair，freshstream。
&heysawthattheywereoheMountainofAslan，highupaboveaheendofthatworldinwhiialies。Butthestrahingwasthatthefuneralmusigstillwenton，thoughellwhereit。TheywerewalkireamandtheLiohem:andhebecamesobeautiful，andthemusics，thatJilldidnotknowwhiitwasthatfilledhereyes>
ThenAslahelookediream。Ahegoldehebedofthestream，layKing，dead，ingoverhimlikeliquidglass。Hislongwhitebeardswayedier-weed。AndallthreestoodaheLioLioearmorepretheEarthwouldbeifitwasasinglesoliddiamond。AndJillEustacelookedherlikeachildorlikeabandwantilikeagr。Atleast，thatistheshecouldgettoit;butreally，asshesaid，peopledon'tseemtohaveanyparticularagesonthatmountain。
“SonofAdam，”saidAslan，“gointothatthidpluckthethornthatyouwillfindthere，andbringittome。”
&aceobeyed。Thethornwasafootlongandsharpasarapier。
“Driveitintomypaw，SonofAdam，”saidAslan，holdinguphisrightfore-pareadipadto>
“MustI?”saidEustace。
“Yes，”saidAslan。
&acesethisteethahornintotheLion'spad。Aagreatdropofblood，redderthahatyouhaveeverseenined。
AnditsplashedireamoverthedeadbodyoftheKing。Atthesamemomentthedolefulmusicstopped。AndthedeadKiobeged。Hiswhitebeardturogray，andfromgraytoyellow，andgotshorteraher;andhissunkencheeksgrewrouhewrihed，andhiseyesopened，andhiseyesandlipsbothlaughed，andsuddenlyheleapedupandstoodbeforethem—averyyoungman，oraboy。（ButJill'tsaywhich，becauseofpeoplehavingnoparticularagesinAslan'stry。Eveninthisworld，ofcourse，itisthestupidestwhoaremostchildishaupidestgrown-upswhrownup。）AoAslanandflunghisarmsasfarastheywouldgoroundthehugenedhegaveAslarongkissesofaKing，andAslahewildkissesofaLion。
Atlastturhers。Hegaveagreatlaughofastonishedjoy。
“Why!Eustace!”hesaid。“Eustace!Soyoudidreadoftheworldafterall。Whataboutmysed-bestswordthatyoubrokeo?”
&acemadeasteptowardhimwithbothha，butthendrewbackwithasomeression。
“Lookhere!Isay，”hestammered。“It'sallverywell。Butaren'tyou?—Imeandidn'tyou—?”
“Oh，don'tbesuass，”said。
“But，”saidEustagatAslan。“Hasn'the—erdied?”
“Yes，”saidtheLiovoice，almost（Jillthought）asifhewerelaughing。“Hehasdied。Mostpeoplehave，youknow。Evehereareveryfewwhohaven't。”
“Oh，”said。“Iseewhat'sbyou。YouthinkI'maghost，orsomedon'tyousee?IwouldbethatifIappearedinNarnianow:becauseIdon'tbelongthereaone'tbeaghostinone'shtbeaghostifIgotintoyourworld。Idon'tknow。ButIsupposeitisn'tyourseither，nowyou'rehere。”
&hoperoseinthe'shearts。ButAslanshookhisshaggyhead。“No，mydears，”hesaid。“Whemehereagain，youwillhaveetostay。Butnotnow。Youmustgobacktoyourownworldforawhile。”
“Sir，”said，“I'vealwayswaohavejustoheirworld。Isthatwrong?”
“Youtwrongthingsahatyouhavedied，myson，”saidAslan。“Andyoushallseetheirworld—forfivemiheirtime。Itwilltakenolongerforyoutosetthingsrightthere。”ThenAslaowhatJillaaceweregoingbadallaboutExperimentHouse:heseemedtoknowitquiteaswellastheydid。
“Daughter，”saidAslantoJill，“pluckaswitchoffthatbush。”Shedid;andassoonasitwasituroafinenewridingcrop。
“Now，SonsofAdam，drawyourswords，”saidAslan。“Butuseo，foritisd，nainstwhom1sendyou。”
“Areyouingwithus，Aslan?”saidJill。
“Theyshallseeonlymyback，”saidAslan。
&hemrapidlythroughthewood，aheyhadgonemaheerimentHouseapp。ThenAslathesunshookintheskyandthirtyfeetofthewallfelldowheylhthegap，downintotheschoolshrubberyandontotheroofofthegym，alluhesamedullautumnskywhichtheyhadseeheiradventuresbegan。AslaoJillaadbreathedupoouchedtheirforeheadswithhistohenhelaydownamidthegaphehadmadeinthewallandturnedhisgoldenbagland，andhislordlyfacetowardhisownlands。AtthesamemomentJillsawfigureswhomshekupthroughthelaurelstowardthem。MostofthegahereAdelaPennyfatherandajor，EdithWi，'Spotty&#BahetwoloathsomeGarretttwins。Butsuddeopped。Theirfaged，andallthemeanness，ceit，cruelty，andsdisappearedinonesingleexpressionofterror。Fortheysawthewallfallendown，andalieasayoulyinginthegap，andthreefiguresihesonsintheirhandsrushingdownuponthem。For，withthestrengthofAslaninthem，JillpliedherthegirlsanddEustacepliedtheflatsoftheirswordsontheboyssowellthatintwomihebullieswererunninglikemad，gout，'Murder!Fascists!Lions!Itisn'tfair。'AheHead（whowas，bytheway，awoman）ingouttoseeening。AndwhehelionandthebrokenianandJillaashequitefailedteritbacktothehouseandbeganringingupthepolicewithstoriesaboutalionesadesvictswhobrokedownwallsandcarrieddrawnswords。IofallthisfussJillaaceslippedquietlyindoorsahtts，andwentbatohisownworld。AAslan'sholeagaihepolicearrivedandfoundnolion，nobrokenwall，andnovidtheHeadbehaviic，therewasaninquiryihing。AndintheinquiryallsortsofthingsaboutExperime，andaboutteexpelled。Afterthat，theHead'sfriendssawthattheHeadwasnouseasaHead，sotheygothermadeaoiherHeads。Aheyfoundshewasn'tmuchgoodevenatthat，theygotherintoParliamentwhereshelivedhappilyeverafter。
&aceburiedhisfilyointheschoolgrounds，butJillsmuggledhershomeaafancy-dressballholidays。AndfromthatdayfsgedforthebetteratExperimebecamequiteagoodsdJillaacewerealwaysfriends。
ButfarRiliaher，theNavigator，Tenthofthatname，andmournedforhim。Hehimselfruledhelandyinhisdays，thoughPuddleglum（whosefootwasasgoodashreeweeks）oftehatbrightmhtoernoons，andthatyou'texpeestolast。Theopeningintothehillsideen，asummerdaystheNarniansgoihshipsandlanternsanddowerandsailting，onthecrouelliherstoriesofthecitiesthatliefathomsdeepbelow。IfeveryouhavethelucktogotoNarniayourself，dettohavealookatthosecaves。