![]() ![]() It was a great grim slab of gray stone suppor- ted on four upright stones. “By gum!” whispered Peter to Susan, “the sea!” In the very middle of this open hilltop was the Stone Table. ![]() There, far to the East, was something twinkling and moving. They were on a green open space from which you could look down on the forest spreading as far as one could see in every direction-except right ahead. And just as Lucy was wondering whether she could really get to the top without another long rest, sud- denly they were at the top. The climb, coming at the end of the long day, made them all pant and blow. Beaver, and began leading them uphill across some very deep, springy moss (it felt nice under their tired feet) in a place where only tall trees grew, very wide apart. And now the sun got low and the light got redder and the shadows got longer and the flowers began to think about closing. Even if this had not been their way they couldn’t have kept to the river valley once the thaw began, for with all that melting snow the river was soon in flood-a wonderful, roaring, thundering yellow flood-and their path would have been under water. They had left the course of the big river some time ago for one had to turn a little to the right (that meant a little to the south) to reach the place of the Stone Table. ![]() Lewis / 91 when one is coming to the end of a long day in the open. ![]()
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