“Come on！” cried Mr Beaver， who was almost dancing with delight. “Come and see！ This is a nasty knock for the Witch！ It looks as if her power is already crumbling.”
“What do you mean， Mr Beaver？” panted Peter as they all scrambled up the steep bank of the valley together.
“Didn‘t I tell you，” answered Mr Beaver， “that she’d made it always winter and never Christmas？ Didn‘t I tell you？ Well， just come and see！”
And then they were all at the top and did see.
