forwithallthatmeltingsnowtheriverwassooninflood-awonderful,r,thunderingyellowflood-andtheirpathwouldhavebeeer.

    Andnowthesungotlowandthelightgotredderandtheshadowsgotlongerandtheflantothinkaboutclosing.

    "Notlongnow,"saidMrBeaver,andbeganleadingthemuphillacrosssomeverydeep,springymoss(itfeltnidertheirtiredfeet)inaplacewhereonlytalltreesgrew,veryart.Theclimb,ingattheendofthelongday,madethemallpantandblow.

    AndjustasLucywaswwhethershecouldreallygettothetopwithoutanrest,suddenlytheywereatthetop.Andthisiswhattheysaw.

    Theywereonagreenopenspawhichyoucouldlookdownontheforestspreadingasfarasonecouldseeineverydire-exceptrightahead.There,fartotheEast,wassomethingtwinklingandmoving."Bygum!"whisperedPetertoSusan,"thesea!"Intheverymiddleofthisopenhill-topwastheStoable.Itwasagreatgrimslabofgreystonesupportedonfouruprightstolookedveryold;anditwascutalloverwithstrangelinesandfiguresthatmightbethelettersofanunknownlanguage.Theygaveyouacuriousfeelingwhenyoulookedatthem.Thehingtheysaavilionpitchedononesideoftheopenplace.Awonderfulpavilionitwas-andespeciallynowwhenthelightofthesettingsunfelluponit-withsidesofwhatlookedlikeyellowsilkandcordsofcrimsona-pegsofivory;andhighaboveitonapoleabannerwhichborearedrampantlionflutteringinthebreezewhichwasblowingintheirfacesfromthefar-offsea.Whiletheywerelookingatthistheyheardasoundofmusitheirright;andturninginthatdiretheysawwhattheyhadetosee.

    Aslanstoodireofacrowdofcreatureswhohadgroupedthemselves