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hat it isn’t always winter now，”he added gloomily. Then to cheer himself up he took out from its case on the dresser a strange little flute that looked as if it were made of straw and began to play．And the tune he played made Lucy want to cry and laugh and dance and go to sleep all at the same time．It must have been hours later when she shook herself and said：
“Oh，Mr. Tumnus-I’m so sorry to stop you，and I do love that tune-but really，I must go home．I only meant to stay for a few minutes．”
“It’s no good now，you know，”said the Faun，laying down its flute and shaking its head at her very sorrowfully．
“No good ？”said Lucy，jumping up and feeling rather frightened．“What do you mean ？I’ve got to go home at once.The others will be wondering what has happened to me．”But a moment later she asked，“Mr. Tumnus ！Whatever is the matter ？”for the Faun’s brown eyes had filled with tears and then the tears began trickling down its cheeks，and soon they were running off the end of its
