me, Daug Im  t of Faun to meet a poor innocent c end to be friendly , and invite it o my cave, all for  t asleep and t over to te itch?”

    quot;No,quot; said Lucy. quot;Im sure you  do anyt.”

    quot;But I ; said the Faun.

    quot;ell,quot; said Lucy rated to be trut not  be too ; ty bad. But youre so sorry for it t Im sure  you  again.”

    quot;Daug you understand?quot; said t;It isnt something  I have done.

    Im doing it no.”

    quot; do you mean?quot; cried Lucy, turning very we.

    quot;You are t; said tumnus. quot;I e itc  if ever I saco  Ive ever met. And Ive pretended to be your  friend an asked you to tea, and all time Ive been meaning to  till you ell her.”

    quot;O you , Mr tumnus,quot; said Lucy. quot;Yo , nt.”

    quot;And if I dont,quot; said o cry again quot;so find out.  And sail cut off and my , and siful clove urn to cra and specially angry surn me into stone  and I satue of a Faun in il t Cair  Paravel are filled and goodness knows w will  will ever   all.”

    quot;Im very sorry, Mr tumnus,quot; said Lucy. quot;But please let me go home.”

    quot;Of course I ; said t;Of course Ive got to. I see t no give you up to  tc no I kno  be off at once. Ill see you back to t. I suppose you can find your oo Spare Oom and ar  Drobe?”

    quot;Im sure I can,quot; said Lucy.

    quot;e must go as quietly as ; said Mr tumnus. quot;trees are on her side.”

    t up and left tea table, and Mr tumnus once  more put up  out