chater eight the fight at the -t (第3/14页)
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came the voice of the Witch，clear like a great bell，and sounding as if，for once，she were almost happy．
“Scum ！ You shall pay dearly for this when I have conquered your world．Not one stone of your city will be left．I will make it as Charn，as Felinda，as Sorlois，as Bramandin.”
Digory as last caught her ankle．She kicked back with her heel and hit him in the mouth．In his pain he lost hold．His lip was cut and his mouth full of blood．From somewhere very close by came the voice of Uncle Andrew in a sort of trembling scream．“Madam-my dear young lady-for heaven’s sake-compose yourself．”Digory made a second grab at her heel，and was again shaken off．More men were knocked down by the iron bar．He made a third grab：caught the heel：held on tike grim death，shouting to Polly“Go ！”then— Oh，thank goodness．The angry，frightened faces had vanished． The angry，frightened voices were silenced．All except Uncle Andrew’s．Close beside Digory in the darkness，it was wailing on Oh，oh，is this delirium ？ I
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