The policeman was only to glad to have a good reason for standing further away from the horse. The Cabby took a step nearer， looked up at Jadis， and said in a not unkindly voice：
“Now， Missie， let me get at ’is ‘ead， and just you get off. You’re a Lidy， and you don‘t want all these roughs going for you， do you？ You want to go ’ome and ‘ave a nice cup of tea and a lay.down quiet like； then you’ll feel ever so much better.” At the same time he stretched out his hand towards the horse‘s head with the words， “Steady， Strawberry， old boy. Steady now.”
Then for the first time the Witch spoke.
“Dog！” came her cold， clear voice， ringing loud above all the other noises. “Dog， unhand our royal charger. We are the Empress Jadis.”
The Fight At The Lamp post
