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of rooms that led into each other and were lined with books-most of them very old books and some bigger than a Bible in a church． And shortly after that they looked into a room that was quite empty except for one big wardrobe；the sort that has a looking-glass in the door．There was nothing else in the room at all except a dead blue-bottle on the window-sill．
“Nothing there ！”said Peter，and they all trooped out again-all except Lucy．She stayed behind because she thought it would be worth while trying the door of the wardrobe，even though she felt almost sure that it would be locked．To her surprise it opened quite easily，and two moth-balls dropped out．
Looking into the inside，she saw several coats hanging up-mostly long fur coats．There was nothing Lucy liked so much as the smell and feel of fur．She immediately stepped into the wardrobe and got in among the coats and rubbed her face against them，leaving the door open，of course，because she knew that it is very foolish to shut
