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ew，coughing and spluttering，picked himself up．
“Now，Digory，”he said，“we’ve got rid of that woman， and the brute of a lion is gone．Give me your hand and put on your ring at once．”
“Keep off，”said Digory，backing away from him．“Keep clear of him，Polly．Come over here beside me．Now I warn you，Uncle Andrew，don’t come one step nearer，we’ll just vanish．”
“Do what you’ re told this minute，sir，”said Uncle Andrew.
“ you’ re an extremely disobedient，ill-behaved little boy．”
“No fear，”said Digory．“We want to stay and see what happens．I thought you wanted to know about other worlds．Don’t you like it now you’re here ？”
“Like it ！”exclaimed Uncle Andrew．“Just look at the state I’m in．And it was my best coat and waistcoat，too．”He certainly was a dreadful sight by now：for of course，the more dressed up you were to begin with，the worse you look after you’ve crawled out of a smashed hansoncab and fallen into a muddy brook．“I’m not saying，”he added，“that this is not
