AssoonastheWitchhadgoneAslansaid,Wemustmovefromthisplaceatonce,itwillbewantedforotherpurposes.WeshallencamptonightattheFordsofBeruna.
Ofcourseeveryonewasdyingtoaskhimhowhehadarrangedmatterswiththewitch;buthisfacewassternandeveryone’searswerestillringingwiththesoundofhisroarandsonobodydared.
Afterameal,whichwastakenintheopenaironthehill-top(forthesunhadgotstrongbynowanddriedthegrass),theywerebusyforawhiletakingthepaviliondownandpackingthingsup.Beforetwoo’clocktheywereonthemarchandsetoffinanortheasterlydirection,walkingataneasypacefortheyhadnotfartogo.
DuringthefirstpartofthejourneyAslanexplainedtoPeterhisplanofcampaign.“Assoonasshehasfinishedherbusinessintheseparts,”hesaid,“theWitchandhercrewwillalmostcertainlyfallbacktoherHouseandprepareforasiege.Youmayormaynotbeabletocutheroffandpreventherfromreachingit。”Hethenwentontooutlinetwoplansofbattle-oneforfightingtheWitchandherpeopleinthewoodandanotherforassaultinghercastle.AndallthetimehewasadvisingPeterhowtoconducttheoperations,sayingthingslike,“YoumustputyourCentaursinsuchandsuchaplace”or“Youmustpostscoutstoseethatshedoesn’tdoso-and-so,”tillatlastPetersaid,
“Butyouwillbethereyourself,Aslan.”
“Icangiveyounopromiseofthat,”answeredtheLion.AndhecontinuedgivingPeterhisinstructions.
ForthelastpartofthejourneyitwasSusanandLucywhosawmostofhim.Hedidnottalkverymuchandseemedtothemtobesad.
Itwasstillafternoonwhentheycamedowntoaplacewheretherivervalleyhadwidenedoutandtheriverwasbroadandshallow.ThiswastheFordsofBerunaandAslangaveorderstohaltonthissideofthewater.ButPetersaid,
“Wouldn’titbebettertocamponthefarside-forfearsheshouldtryanightattackoranything?”
Aslan,whoseemedtohavebeenthinkingaboutsomethingelse,rousedhimselfwithashakeofhismagnificentmaneandsaid,“Eh?What’sthat?”Petersaiditalloveragain.
“No,”saidAslaninadullvoice,asifitdidn’tmatter.“No.Shewillnotmakeanattackto-night.”Andthenhesigheddeeply。Butpresentlyheadded,“Allthesameitwaswellthoughtof.Thatishowasoldieroughttothink.Butitdoesn’treallymatter.”Sotheyproceededtopitchtheircamp.
Aslan’smoodaffectedeveryonethatevening.Peterwasfeelinguncomfortabletooattheideaoffightingthebattleonhisown;thenewsthatAslanmightnotbetherehadcomeasagreatshocktohim.Supperthateveningwasaquietmeal.Everyonefelthowdifferentithadbeenlastnightoreventhatmorning.Itwasasifthegoodtimes,havingjustbegun,werealreadydrawingtotheirend.
ThisfeelingaffectedSusansomuchthatshecouldn’tgettosleepwhenshewenttobed.AndaftershehadlaincountingsheepandturningoverandoversheheardLucygivealongsighandturnoverjustbesideherinthedarkness.
“Can’tyougettosleepeither?”saidSusan.
“No,”saidLucy.“Ithoughtyouwereasleep.Isay,Susan!”
“What?”
“I’veamostHorriblefeeling-asifsomethingwerehangingoverus.”
“Haveyou?Because,asamatteroffact,sohaveI.”
“SomethingaboutAslan,”saidLucy.“Eithersomedreadfulthingisgoingtohappentohim,orsomethingdreadfulthathe’sgoingtodo.”
“There’sbeensomethingwrongwithhimallafternoon,”saidSusan.“Lucy!Whatwasthathesaidaboutnotbeingwithusatthebattle?Youdon’tthinkhecouldbestealingawayandleavingustonight,doyou?”
“Whereishenow?”saidLucy.“Ishehereinthepavilion?”
“Idon’tthinkso.”
“Susan!let’sgooutsideandhavealookround.Wemightseehim.”
“Allright.Let’s,”saidSusan;“wemightjustaswellbedoingthataslyingawakehere.”
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