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brute would stay still for a moment he might catch the Witch’s heel.As he rushed,he heard a sickening crash and a thud.The Witch had brought the bar down on the chief policeman’s helmet:the man fell like a nine-pin.
“Quick,Digory.This must be stopped,”said a voice beside him.It was Polly,who had rushed down the moment she was allowed out of bed.
“You are a brick,”said Digory.“Hold on to me tight.You’ll have to manage the ring.Yellow,remember.And don’t put it on till I shout.”
There was a second crash and another policeman crumpled up. There came an angry roar from the crowd:“Pull her down.Get a few paving-stones.Call out the Military.”But most of them were getting as far away as they could.The Cabby,however,obviously the bravest as well as the kindest person present,was keeping close to the horse,dodging this way and that to avoid the bar,but still trying to catch Strawberry’s head.
The crowd booed and bellowed again.A stone whistled over Digory’s head.Then