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“It’sonlyjustroundthecorner，”

saidtheFaun，“andthere’llbearoaringfire-andtoast-andsardines-andcake．”

“Well，it’sverykindofyou，”

saidLucy．“ButIshan’tbeabletostaylong．”

“Ifyouwilltakemyarm，DaughterofEve，”

saidMr.Tumnus，“Ishallbeabletoholdtheumbrellaoverbothofus．That’stheway.Now-offwego．”

AndsoLucyfoundherselfwalkingthroughthewoodarminarmwiththisstrangecreatureasiftheyhadknownoneanotheralltheirlives．

Theyhadnotgonefarbeforetheycametoaplacewherethegroundbecameroughandtherewererocksallaboutandlittlehillsupandlittlehillsdown．AtthebottomofonesmallvalleyMr.Tumnusturnedsuddenlyasideasifheweregoingtowalkstraightintoanunusuallylargerock，butatthelastmomentLucyfoundhewasleadingherintotheentranceofacave．Assoonastheywereinsideshefoundherselfblinkinginthelightofawoodfire．ThenMr.Tumnusstoopedandtookaflamingpieceofwoodoutofthefirewithaneatlittlepairoftongs，andlitalamp．“Nowweshan’tbelong，”

hesaid，andimmediatelyputakettleon．

Lucythoughtshehadneverbeeninanicerplace．Itwasalittle，dry，cleancaveofreddishstonewithacarpetonthefloorandtwolittlechairs（“oneformeandoneforafriend，”

saidMr.Tumnus）andatableandadresserandamantelpieceoverthefireandabovethatapictureofanoldFaunwithagreybeard．InonecornertherewasadoorwhichLucythoughtmustleadtoMr.Tumnus’sbedroom，andononewallwasashelffullofbooks.Lucylookedatthesewhilehewassettingouttheteathings．TheyhadtitleslikeTheLifeandLettersofSilenusorNymphsandTheirWaysorMen，MonksandGamekeepers，AStudyinPopularLegendorIsManaMyth？

“Now，DaughterofEve！”

saidtheFaun．

Andreallyitwasawonderfultea．Therewasanicebrownegg，lightlyboiled，foreachofthem，andthensardinesontoast，andthenbutteredtoast，andthentoastwithhoney，andthenasugar-toppedcake．AndwhenLucywastiredofeatingtheFaunbegantotalk．Hehadwonderfultalestotelloflifeintheforest．HetoldaboutthemidnightdancesandhowtheNymphswholivedinthewellsandtheDryadswholivedinthetreescameouttodancewiththeFauns；aboutlonghuntingpartiesafterthemilk-whitestagwhocouldgiveyouwishesifyoucaughthim；aboutfeastingandtreasure-seekingwiththewildRedDwarfsindeepminesandcavernsfarbeneaththeforestfloor；andthenaboutsummerwhenthewoodsweregreenandoldSilenusonhisfatdonkeywouldcometovisitthem，andsometimesBacchushimself，andthenthestreamswouldrunwithwineinsteadofwaterandthewholeforestwouldgiveitselfuptojollificationforweeksonend．“Notthatitisn’talwayswinternow，”

headdedgloomily.Thentocheerhimselfuphetookoutfromitscaseonthedresserastrangelittleflutethatlookedasifitweremadeofstrawandbegantoplay．AndthetuneheplayedmadeLucywanttocryandlaughanddanceandgotosleepallatthesametime．Itmusthavebeenhourslaterwhensheshookherselfandsaid：

“Oh，Mr.Tumnus-I’msosorrytostopyou，andIdolovethattune-butreally，Imustgohome．Ionlymeanttostayforafewminutes．”

“It’snogoodnow，youknow，”

saidtheFaun，layingdownitsfluteandshakingitsheadatherverysorrowfully．

“Nogood？”

saidLucy，jumpingupandfeelingratherfrightened．“Whatdoyoumean？I’vegottogohomeatonce.Theotherswillbewonderingwhathashappenedtome．”

Butamomentlatersheasked，“Mr.Tumnus！

Whateveristhematter？”

fortheFaun’sbrowneyeshadfilledwithtearsandthenthetearsbegantricklingdownitscheeks，andsoontheywererunningofftheendofitsnose；andatlastitcovereditsfacewithitshandsandbegantohowl．

“Mr.Tumnus！

Mr.Tumnus！”

saidLucyingreatdistress.“Don’t！

Don’t！

Whatisthematter？Aren’youwell？DearMr.Tumnus，dotellmewhatiswrong.”

ButtheFauncontinuedsobbingasifitsheartwouldbreak．AndevenwhenLucywentoverandputherarmsroundhimandlenthimherhandkerchief，hedidnotstop．Hemerelytookthehandkerchiefandkeptonusingit，wringingitoutwithbothhandswheneveritgottoowettobeanymoreuse，sothatpresentlyLucywasstandinginadamppatch.

“Mr.Tumnus！”

bawledLucyinhisear，shakinghim．“Dostop．Stopitatonce！

Yououghttobeashamedofyourself，agreatbigFaunlikeyou．Whatonearthareyoucryingabout？”

“Oh-oh-oh！”

sobbedMr.Tumnus，“I’mcryingbecauseI’msuchabadFaun．”

“Idon’tthinkyou’reabadFaunatall，”

saidLucy．“IthinkyouareaverygoodFaun．YouarethenicestFaunI’veevermet．”