Thatgrayandterriblevoiceokenonlyoncebeforesaid，“Oh，isshe?”
Aheshrill，whiningvoi，“Oh，blesshisheart，hisdearlittleMajestymindabouttheWhiteLady—that'swhatwecallher—beiheWorshipfulMasterDoakinggameofapooroldwomanlikemewhehat。SweetMasteryDoctor，learor，whoeverheardofawitchthatreallydied?Youalwaysgetthemback。”
“Callherup，”saidthegrayvoice。“Weareallready。Drawthecircle。Preparethebluefire。”
&eadilyinggrowloftheBadgerandelius'ssharp“What?”rosethevoiglikethunder。
“Sothatisyourplan，Nikabrik!Blacksordthegupofa。AndIseewhoyourpaniandaWerewolf!”
&minuteorsowasveryfused。Therewasananimalr，aclashofsteel;theboysandTrumpkierhadaglimpseray，gauure，halfmanandhalfwolf，iofleapinguponaboyabouthisownage，andEdmundsawabadgerandaDwarfrollingonthefloorinasortofcatfight。TrumpkinfouofacewiththeHag。Hernoseandstuckoutlikeapairofnut-crackers，herdirtygrayhairwasflyingaboutherfadshehadjustgotDoeliusbythethroat。AtoneslashofTrumpkin'sswordherheadrolledohewaskwasallswords，teeth，claws，fists，andbootsforaboutsixtyseds。Thensilence。
“Areyht，Ed?”
“I—Ithinkso，”pantedEdmund。“I'vegotthatbruteNikabrik，buthe'sstillalive。”
&sales!”gryvoieyooff。You'relikeayou。”
“Sorry，D。L。F。，”saidEdmund。“Isthatbetter?”
“Ow!rumpkin。“Yyour‘bootinmymouth。Goaway。'”
“IsKingyeter。
“I'mhere，”saidaratherfaihingbitme。”
Theyallheardthenoiseofsamatch。ItwasEdmuleflameshowedhisfagpaleanddirty。Hebluforalittle，foundthedle（theywerehelamp，fortheyhadrunoutofoil），setitoable，andlitit。Whentheflameroseclear，severalpeoplescrambledtotheirfeet。Sixfakedatohedlelight。
“Wedon'tseemtohavea，”saidPeter。“There'stheHag，dead。”（Heturnedhiseyesquicklyawayfromher。）“AndNikabrik，deadtoo。AndIsupposethisthingisaWerewolf。It'ssolongsinceI'veseenone。Wolf'sheadandman'sbody。Thatmeaturningfrommanintowolfatthemomenthewaskilled。Andyou，Isupp?”
“Yes，”saidtheotherboy。“ButI'venoidea
“It'stheHighKing，Kier，”saidTrumpkin。
“YourMajestyisverywele，”said。
“AndsoisyourMajesty，”saidPeter。“Ihaven'tetotakeyourplaow，buttoputyouintoit。”，
“YourMajesty，”saidanothervoiceatPeter'selbow。HeturnedandfouofacewiththeBadger。
&erleanedforuthisarmsrouahefurryhead:itwasn'tagirlishthingforhimtodo，becausehewastheHighKing。
&ofbadgers，”hesaid。“Youedusallthrough。”
“ome，yourMajesty，”saidTrufflehunter。“1'mabeastandwedon'tge。I'mabadger，what'smore，andweholdon。”
“IamsorryforNikabrik，”said，“thoughhehatedmefromthefirstmomenthesawme。Hehadgonesourinsidefromlandhating。IfwehadwonquicklyhemighthavebeeagoodDwarfinthedaysofpea'tknowwhichofuskilledhim。I'mgladofthat。”
“You'rebleeding，”saidPeter。
“Yes，I'mbitten，”said。“Itwasthat—thatwolfthing。”gandbandagiookalongtime，awasdorumpkinsaid，“Now。Befelsewewantsomebreakfast。”
“Butnothere，”saidPeter。
“No，”saidwithashudder。“Aseakeawaythebodies。”
&heverminbeflungintoapit，”saidPeter。“ButtheDillgivetohispeopletobeburiedintheirownfashion。”
TheybreakfastedatlastihedarkcellarsofAslan'sHow。Itwasnotsuchabreakfastastheywouldhave，fordeliuswerethinkingofvenisonpasties，aerandEdmundsandhotcoffee，butwhateveryowasalittlebitofeat（outoftheboys'pockets），alumpofhardonion，andamugofwater。But，fromthewaytheyfellto，anyoneoseditwasdelicious。