,bymainforce,makemyselfkingoversomenationthatneverdidmewrong-murderingtheirnaturallordsandholdihroneasabloodyandfntyrant-nowthatIknowmyself,Idoutterlyabhorandrenouasplainvillainy.Andsed:IamtheKingssonofNarnia,Rilian,theonlychildofCaspiahofthatname,whomsomecallCaspiantheSeafarer.Therefore,Madam,itismypurpose,asitisalsomyduty,todepartsuddenlyfromyhnessscourtintomyowntry.Pleaseityoutograntmeandmyfriendssafedudaguidethroughyourdarkrealm.”

    NowtheWitchsaidnothingatall,butmovedgentlyacrosstheroom,alwayskeepingherfadeyesverysteadilytowardsthePrince.Whenshehadetoalittlearksetinthewallnotfarfromthefireplace,sheope,andtookoutfirstahandfulofagreenpowder.Thisshethrewonthefire.Itdidnotblazemuch,butaverysweetanddrowsysmellcamefromit.Andallthroughtheversationwhichfollowed,thatsmellgrewstronger,andfilledtheroom,andmadeithardertothink.Sedly,shetookoutamusistrumentratherlikeamandolin.Shebegantoplayitwithherfingers-asteady,monotonousthrummingthatyoudidntnoticeafterafewminutes.Butthelessyounoticedit,themotintoyourbrainandyourblood.Thisalsomadeithardtothink.Aftershehadthrummedforatime(andthesweetsmellwasn)shebeganspeakingi,quietvoice.

    "Narnia?"shesaid."Narnia?IhaveoftenheardyourLordshiputterthatnameinyourravings.DearPrince,youareverysick.ThereisnolandcalledNarnia.”

    "Yesthereis,though,Maam,"saidPuddleglum."Yousee,Ihappentohavelivedthereallmylife.”

    "Indeed,"saidtheWitch."Tellme,Iprayyou,wherethattryis?”

    "Upthere,&qu