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hour all the front of him was covered with snow-he soon stopped trying to shake it off because，as quickly as he did that， a new lot gathered，and he was so tired．Soon he was wet to the skin. And oh，how miserable he was ！ It didn’t look now as if the Witch intended to make him a King．All the things he had said to make himself believe that she was good and kind and that her side was really the right side sounded to him silly now．He would have given anything to meet the others at this moment-even Peter ！ The only way to comfort himself now was to try to believe that the whole thing was a dream and that he might wake up at any moment.And as they went on，hour after hour，it did come to seem like a dream．
This lasted longer than I could describe even if I wrote pages and pages about it．But I will skip on to the time when the snow had stopped and the morning had come and they were racing along in the daylight．And still they went on and on，with no sound but the everlasting swish of the s
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