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udders running down their backs at the sight of her face；and there were low growls among all the animals present．Though it was bright sunshine everyone felt suddenly cold．The only two people present who seemed to be quite at their ease were Aslan and the Witch herself． It was the oddest thing to see those two faces-the golden face and the dead-white face—so close together．Not that the Witch looked Aslan exactly in his eyes；Mrs. Beaver particularly noticed this．
“You have a traitor there，Aslan，”said the Witch．Of course everyone present knew that she meant Edmund．But Edmund had got past thinking about himself after all he’d been through and after the talk he’d had that morning．He just went on looking at Aslan． It didn’t seem to matter what the Witch said．
“Well，”said Aslan．“His offence was not against you．”
“Have you forgotten the Deep Magic ？”asked the Witch．
“Let us say I have forgotten it，”answered Aslan gravely．“Tell us of this Deep Magic．”
“Tell yo
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