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and impertinent little boy，”said Uncle Andrew．
“Hush ！”said the Cabby．They all listened．
In the darkness something was happening at last．A voice had begun to sing．It was very far away and Digory found it hard to decide from what direction it was coming．Sometimes it seemed to come from all directions at once．Sometimes he almost thought it was coming out of the earth beneath them．Its lower notes were deep enough to be the voice of the earth herself．There were no words．There was hardly even a tune．But it was，beyond comparison，the most beautiful noise he had ever heard．It was so beautiful he could hardly bear it．The horse seemed to like it too； he gave the sort of whinney a horse would give if，after years of being a cab-horse，it found itself back in the old field where it had played as a foal，and saw someone whom it remembered and loved coming across the field to bring it a lump of sugar．
“Gawd ！”said the Cabby．“Ain’t it lovely ？”
Then two wonders happened at th
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