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“AND now，”said Lucy，“do please tell us what’s happened to Mr. Tumnus．”
“Ah，that’s bad，”said Mr. Beaver，shaking his head．“That’s a very，very bad business．There’s no doubt he was taken off by the police．I got that from a bird who saw it done．”
“But where’s he been taken to ？”asked Lucy．
“Well，they were heading northwards when they were last seen and we all know what that means．”
“No，we don’t，”said Susan．Mr. Beaver shook his head in a very gloomy fashion．
“I’m afraid it means they were taking him to her House，”he said.
“But what’ll they do to him，Mr. Beaver ？”gasped Lucy．
“Well，”said Mr. Beaver，“you can’t exactly say for sure. But there’s not many taken in there that ever comes out again． Statues．All full of statues they say it is-in the courtyard and up the stairs and in the hall．People she’s turned”-（he paused and
shuddered）“turned into stone．”
“But，Mr. Beaver，”said Lucy，“can’t we-I mean we must do something to save him．
