CHAPTERFIFTEENDEEPERMAGIBEFORETHEDAWNOFTIME
&wogirlsstillcrouthebusheswiththeirhaheirfaces，theyheardthevoiceoftheWitgout，
“Now!Followmeallaaboutwhatremainsofthiswar!ItwillnottakeuslongtocrushthehumanvermiorsnowthatthegreatFool，thegreatCat，liesdead。”
Atthismomentthewereforafewseverygreatdanger。Forwithwilddanoisepipesandshrillhornsblowing，thewholeofthatvilerabblecamesweepiopanddowntheslhtpasttheirhidiheyfelttheSpelikeadahegrouhthemuhegallopiheMinotaurs;aherewentaflurryoffoulwingsandablaessiantbats。Ataheywouldhavetrembledwithfear;butnowthesadnessandshameandhorrorofAslan'sdeathsofilledtheirmindsthattheyhardlythoughtofit。
AssoonasthewoodwassilentagainSusanandLucycreptoutontotheopenhilltop。Themooinglowandthinclacrossher，butstilltheycouldseetheshapeoftheLionlyingdeadinhisbonds。Anddowhkhewetgrassandkissedhiscoldfadstrokedhisbeautifulfur—whatwasleftofit—aheycouldore。Aheylookedateachotheraher'shandsformerelonelinessandcriedagain;andthe。AtlastLucysaid，“I'tbeartolookatthathorriblemuzzle。Iwondercouldwetakeifoff?”
Sotheytried。Aatit（ferswereditwaspartofthenight）theysucdwhentheysawhisfacewithoutittheyburstainaaahebloodandthefoamaswellastheyditwasallmorelonelyandhopelessandhorridthanIknowhowtodescribe。
“Iwondercouldweuntiehimaswell?”saidSusatheeofpurespitefulness，haddrawnthechtthatthegirlsakenothis。
IhopenoohisbookhasbeenquiteasmiserableasSusananight;butifyouhavebeen—ifyou'vebeenupallnightaillyouhaveinyou—youwillknowthatthereesiofquietness。Youfeelasifnothiohappenagain。Atawashowitfelttothesetwo。Hoursandhoursseemedtogobyinthisdeaddtheyhardlyheyweregettingdcolder。ButatlastLuoticedtws。Otheskyosideofthehillwasalittlelessdarkthanithadbeenanho。Theotherwassometigoingoherfeet。Atfirstshetookhis。Whatdiditmatter?Nothingmatterednow!Butatlastshesawthatwhatever-it-washadbeguheuprightstoable。Andhey-wereweremovingaboutonAslan'sbody。Shepeeredcloser。Theywerelittlegraythings。
“Ugh!”saidSusahersideoftheTable。“Howbeastly!Therearehorridlittlemigoaway，youlittlebeasts。”Andsheraisedherhandthtenthema>
“Wait!”saidLucy，whohadbeenlookingatthemmorecloselystill。“youseewhatthey&#?”
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“Idobelieve—”saidSusan。“Buthowqueer!They'renibblingawayatthecords!”
“That'swhatIthought，”saidLucy。“Ithinkthey'refriendlymice。Poorlittlethings—theydon'trealizehe'sdead。Theythinkit'lldosomegooduntyinghim。”
Itwasquitedefierbyhegirlshefirsttimethewhitefaceoftheother。Theycouldseethemigaway;dozensanddozens，evenhundreds，oflittlefieldmidatlast，oherhrough。
&heeastwaswhitishbynowaarsweregettingfaionelowdowernhorizocolderthantheyhadbeenallnight。Themicecrepta>
Thegirlsclearedawaytheremainsofthegnawedropes。Aslanlookedmorelikehimselfwithoutthem。Everymomenthisdeadfacelookedhelightgrewandtheycouldseeitbetter。
Inthewoodbehindthemabirdgaveagsound。Ithadbeensostillforhoursandhoursthatitstartledthem。Thenanotherbirda。Soontherewerebirdssingiheplace。
Itwasquitedefinitelyearlymnow，。
“I'msocold，”saidLucy。
“SoamI，”saidSusa'swalkaboutabit。”
Theywalkedtotheeasterhehillaheoarhadalmostdisappeared。Thetryalllray，butbeyond，attheveryeheseashowedpale。TheskybegantoturheywalkedtoandsfromoretimesthantheytbetweenthedeadAslaerryingtokeepwarm;andoh，howtiredtheirlegsfelt。Thenatlast，astheystoodforamomentlookingouttowardtheseaandCairParavel（whichtheyakeout）theredturogoldalongtheliheseaaandveryslowlyupcametheedgeofthesun。Atthatmomenttheyheardfrombehindthemaloudg，deafeningnoiseasifagianthadbrokenagiant'splate。
“What'sthat?”saidLucy，gSusan'sarm。