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get away by his。 But apparently the Witch didn't know this。 And the meanness of the suggestion that he should leave Polly behind suddenly made all the other things the Witch had been saying to him sound false and hollow。 And even in the midst of all his misery； his head suddenly cleared； and he said （in a different and much louder' voice）：
〃Look here； where do you e into all this？ Why are you so precious fond of my Mother all of a sudden？ What's it got to do with you？ What's your game？〃
〃Good for you； Digs；〃 whispered Polly in his ear。 〃Quick！ Get away now。〃 She hadn't dared to say anything all through the argument because； you see； it wasn't her Mother who was dying。
〃Up then；〃 said Digory； heaving her on to Fledge's back and then scrambling up as quickly as he could。 The horse spread its wings。
〃Go then； Fools；〃 called the Witch。 〃Think of me； Boy； when you lie old and weak and dying； and remember how you threw away the chance of endless youth！ It won't be offered you again。〃
They were already so high that they could only just hear her。 Nor did the Witch waste any time gazing up at them； they saw her set off northward down the slope of the hill。
They had started early that morning and what happened in the garden had not taken very long； so that Fledge and Polly both said they would easily get back to Narnia before nightfall。 Digory never spoke on the way back； and the others were shy of speaking to him。 He was very sad and he wasn't even sure all the time that he had done the right thing； but whenever he remembered the shining tears in Aslan's eyes he became sure。
All day Fledge flew steadily with untiring wings； eastward with the river to guide him； through the mountains and over the wild wooded hills； and then over the great waterfall and down； and down； to where the woods of Narnia were darkened by the shadow of the mighty cliff； till at last； when the sky was growing red with sunset behind them； he saw a place where many creatures were gathered together by the riverside。 And soon he could see Aslan himself in the midst of them。 Fledge glided down； spread out his four legs； closed his wings； and landed cantering。 Then he pulled up。 The children dismounted。 Digory saw all the animals； dwarfs； satyrs； nymphs； and other things drawing back to the left and right to make way for him。 He walked up to Aslan； handed him the apple and said：
〃I've brought you the apple you wanted； sir。〃
CHAPTER FOURTEEN
THE PLANTING OF THE TREE
〃WELL done；〃 said Aslan in a voice that made the earth shake。 Then Digory knew that all the Narnians had heard those words and that the story of them would be handed down from father to son in that new world for hundreds of years and perhaps forever。 But he was in no danger of feeling conceited for he didn't think about it at all now that he was face to face with Aslan。 This time he found he could look straight into the Lion's eyes。 He had forgotten his troubles and felt absolutely content。
〃Well done； son of Adam；〃 said the Lion again。 〃For this fruit you have hungered and thirsted and wept。 No hand but yours shall sow the seed of the Tree that is to be the protection of Narnia。 Throw the apple towards the river bank where the ground is soft。〃
Digory did as he was told。 Everyone had grown so quiet that you could hear the soft thump where it fell into the mud。
〃It is well thrown；〃 said Aslan。 〃Let us now proceed to the Coronation of King Frank of Narnia and Helen his Queen。〃
The children now noticed these two for the first time。 They were dressed in strange and beautiful clothes； and from their shoulders rich robes flowed out behind them to where four dwarfs held up the King's train and four rivernymphs the Queen's。 Their heads were bare； but Helen had let her hair down and it made a great improvement in her appearance。 But it was neither hair nor clothes that made them look so different from their old selves。 Their faces had a new expression； especially the King's。 All the sharpness and cunning and quarrelsomeness which he had picked up as a London cabby seemed to have been washed away； and the courage and kindness which he had always had were easier to see。 Perhaps it was the air of the young world that had done it； or talking with Aslan； or both。
〃Upon my word；〃 whispered Fledge to Polly。 〃My old master's been changed nearly as much as I have！ Why； he's a real master now。〃
〃Yes； but don't buzz in my ear like that；〃 said Polly。 〃It tickles so。〃
〃Now；〃 said Aslan； 〃some of you undo that tangle you have made with those trees and let us see what we shall find there。〃
Digory now saw that where four trees grew close together their branches had all been laced together or tied together with switches so as to make a sort of cage。 The two Elephants with their trunks and a few dwarfs with their little axes soon got it all undone。 There were three things inside。 One was a young tree that seemed to be made of gold； the second was a young tree that seemed to be made of silver； but the third was a miserable object in muddy clothes； sitting hunched up between them。
〃Gosh！〃 whispered Digory。 〃Uncle Andrew！〃
To explain all this we must go back a bit。 The Beasts； you remember； had tried planting and watering him。 When the watering brought him to his senses； he found himself soaking wet； buried up to his thighs in earth （which was quickly turning into mud） and surrounded by more wild animals than he had ever dreamed of in his life before。 It is perhaps not surprising that he began to scream and howl。 This was in a way a good thing； for it at last persuaded everyone （even the Warthog） that he was alive。 So they dug him up again （his trousers were in a really shocking state by now）。 As soon as his legs were free he tried to bolt； but one swift curl of the Elephant's trunk round his waist soon put an end to that。 Everyone now thought he must be safely kept somewhere till Aslan had time to e and see him and say what should be done about him。 So they made a sort of cage or coop all round him。 They then offered him everything they could； think of to eat。
The Donkey collected great piles of thistles and threw them in； but Uncle Andrew didn't seem to care about them。 The Squirrels bombarded him with volleys of nuts but he only covered his head with his hands and tried to keep out of the way。 Several birds flew to and fro deligently dropping worms on him。 The Bear was especially kind。 During the afternoon he found a wild bees' nest and instead of eating it himself （which he would very much like to have done） this worthy creature brought it back to Uncle Andrew。 But this was in fact the worst failure of all。 The Bear lobbed the whole sticky mass over the top of the enclosure and unfortunately it hit Uncle Andrew slap in the face （not all the bees were dead）。 The Bear； who would not at all have minded being hit in the face by a honeyb himself； could not understand why Uncle Andrew staggered back； slipped； and sat down。 And it was sheer bad luck that he sat down on the pile of thistles