dam had been covered all over with flowers and wreaths and festoons of the purest sugar。 and out in the middle； and partly on top of the dam was a funny little house shaped rather like an enormous beehive and from a hole in the roof smoke was going up； so that when you saw it ｛especially if you were hungry） you at once thought of cooking and became hungrier than you were before。
that was what the others chiefly noticed； but edmund noticed something else。 a little lower down the river there was another small river which came down another small valley to join it。 and looking up that valley； edmund could see two small hills； and he was almost sure they were the two hills which the white witch had pointed out to him when he parted from her at the lamp…post that other day。 and then between them； he thought； must be her palace； only a mile off or less。 and he thought about turkish delight and about being a king （〃and i wonder how peter will like that？〃 he asked himself） and horrible ideas came into his head。
〃here we are；〃 said mr beaver； 〃and it looks as if mrs beaver is expecting us。 ill lead the way。 but be careful and dont slip。鈥�
the top of the dam was wide enough to walk on； though not （for humans） a very nice place to walk because it was covered with ice； and though the frozen pool was level with it on one side； there was a nasty drop to the lower river on the other。 along this route mr beaver led them in single file right out to the middle where they could look a long way up the river and a long way down it。 and when they had reached the middle they were at the door of the house。
〃here we are； mrs beaver；〃 said mr beaver； 〃ive found them。 here are the sons and daughters of adam and eve… and they all went in。
the first thing lucy noticed as she went in was a burring sound； and the first thing she saw was a kindlooking old she…beaver sitting in the corner with a thread in her mouth working busily at her sewing machine； and it was from it that the sound came。 she stopped her work and got up as soon as the children came in。
〃so youve e at last！〃 she said； holding out both her wrinkled old paws。 〃at last！ to think that ever i should live to see this day！ the potatoes are on boiling and the kettles singing and i daresay； mr beaver； youll get us some fish。鈥�
〃that i will；〃 said mr beaver； and he went out of the house （peter went with him）； and across the ice of the deep pool to where he had a little hole in the ice which he kept open every day with his hatchet。 they took a pail with them。 mr beaver sat down quietly at the edge of the hole （he didnt seem to mind it being so chilly）； looked hard into it； then suddenly shot in his paw； and before you could say jack robinson had whisked out a beautiful trout。 then he did it all over again until they had a fine catch of fish。
meanwhile the girls were helping mrs beaver to fill the kettle and lay the table and cut the bread and put the plates in the oven to heat and draw a huge jug of beer for mr beaver from a barrel which stood in one corner of the house； and to put on the frying…pan and get the dripping hot。 lucy thought the beavers had a very snug little home though it was not at all like mr tumnuss cave。 there were no books or pictures； and instead of beds there were bunks； like on board ship； built into the wall。 and there were hams and strings of onions hanging from the roof； and against the walls were gum boots and oilskins and hatchets and pairs of shears and spades and trowels and things for carrying mortar in and fishing…rods and fishing…nets and sacks。 and the cloth on the table； though very clean； was very rough。
just as the frying…pan was nicely hissing peter and mr beaver came in with the fish which mr beaver had already opened with his knife and cleaned out in the open air。 you can think how good the new…caught fish smelled while they were frying and how the hungry children longed for them to be done and how very much hungrier still they had bee before mr beaver said； 〃now were nearly ready。〃 susan drained the potatoes and then put them all back in the empty pot to dry on the side of the range while lucy was helping mrs beaver to dish up the trout； so that in a very few minutes everyone was drawing up their stools （it was all three…legged stools in the beavers house except for mrs beavers own special rockingchair beside the fire） and preparing to enjoy themselves。 there was a jug of creamy milk for the children （mr beaver stuck to beer） and a great big lump of deep yellow butter in the middle of the table from which everyone took as much as he wanted to go with his potatoes； and all the children thought … and i agree with them … that theres nothing to beat good freshwater fish if you eat it when it has been alive half an hour ago and has e out of the pan half a minute ago。
and when they had finished the fish mrs beaver brought unexpectedly out of the oven a great and gloriously sticky marmalade roll； steaming hot； and at the same time moved the kettle on to the fire； so that when they had finished the marmalade roll the tea was made and ready to be poured out。 and when each person had got his （or her） cup of tea； each person shoved back his （or her） stool so as to be able to lean against the wall and gave a long sigh of contentment。
〃and now；〃 said mr beaver； pushing away his empty beer mug and pulling his cup of tea towards him； 〃if youll just wait till ive got my pipe lit up and going nicely … why； now we can get to business。 its snowing again；〃 he added； cocking his eye at the window。
〃thats all the better； because it means we shant have any visitors； and if anyone should have been trying to follow you； why he wont find any tracks。鈥�
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CHAPTER EIGHT
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what happened after dinner
〃and now；〃 said lucy； 〃do please tell us whats happened to mr tumnus。鈥�
〃ah； thats bad；〃 said mr beaver； shaking his head。 〃thats a very； very bad business。
theres no doubt he was taken off by the police。 i got that from a bird who saw it done。鈥�
〃but wheres he been taken to？〃 asked lucy。
〃well； they were heading northwards when they were last seen and we all know what that means。鈥�
〃no； we dont；〃 said susan。 mr beaver shook his head in a very gloomy fashion。
〃im afraid it means they were taking him to her house；〃 he said。
〃but whatll they do to him； mr beaver？〃 gasped lucy。
〃well；〃 said mr beaver； 〃you cant exactly say for sure。 but theres not many taken in there that ever es out again。 statues。 all full of statues they say it is … in the courtyard and up the stairs and in the hall。 people shes turned〃 … （he paused and shuddered） 〃turned into stone。鈥�
〃but； mr beaver；〃 said lucy； 〃cant we … i mean we must do something to save him。 its too dreadful and its all on my account。鈥�
〃i dont doubt youd save him if you could； dearie；〃 said mrs beaver； 〃but youve no chance of getting into that house against her will and ever ing out alive。鈥�
〃couldnt we have some stratagem？〃 said peter。 〃i mean couldnt we dress up as something； or pretend to be … oh； pedlars or anything … or watch till she was gone out … or… oh； hang