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a most interesting place．If I were a younger man，now-perhaps I could get some lively young fellow to
come here first．One of those big-game hunters．Something might be made of this country．The climate is delightful．I never felt such air．I believe it would have done me good if-if circumstances had been more favourable．If only we’d had a gun．”
“Guns be blowed，”said the Cabby．“I think I’ll go and see if I can give Strawberry a rub down．That horse ‘as more sense than some ’umans as I could mention．”He walked back to Strawberry and began making the hissing noises that grooms make．
“Do you still think that Lion could be killed by a gun ？”asked Digory．“He didn’t mind the iron bar much．”
“With all her faults，”said Uncle Andrew，“that’s a plucky gel，my boy．It was a spirited thing to do．”He rubbed his hands and cracked his knuckles，as if he were once more forgetting how the Witch frightened him whenever she was really there．
“It was a wicked thing to do，”said Pol
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