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how flushed and strange his face was．“I’ve been having lunch with dear Mr. Tumnus，the Faun，and he’s very well and the White Witch has done nothing to him for letting me go，so he thinks she can’t have found out and perhaps everything is going to be all right after all．”
“The White Witch ？”said Edmund，“who’s she ？”
“She is a perfectly terrible person，”said Lucy．“She calls herself the Queen of Narnia though she has no right to be queen at all，and all the Fauns and Dryads and Naiads and Dwarfs and Animals-at least all the good ones-simply hate her．And she can turn people into stone and do all kinds of horrible things．And she has made a magic so that it is always winter in Narnia-always winter，but it never gets to Christmas．And she drives about on a sledge，drawn by reindeer，with her wand in her hand and a crown on her head．”
Edmund was already feeling uncomfortable from having eaten too many sweets，and when he heard that the Lady he had made friends with was a dangerous
