“Don‘t be so silly，” said Polly. “As if anyone would！ What does it matter what would have happened？”
“I expect anyone who’s come as far as this is bound to go on wondering till it sends him dotty. That‘s the Magic of it， you see. I can feel it beginning to work on me already.”
“Well， I don’t，” said Polly crossly. “And I don‘t believe you do either. You’re just putting it on.”
“That‘s all you know，” said Digory. “It’s because you‘re a girl. Girls never want to know anything but gossip and rot about people getting engaged.”
“You looked exactly like your Uncle when you said that，” said Polly.
“Why can’t you keep to the point？” said Digory. “What we‘re talking about is.”
“How exactly like a man！” said Polly in a very grown.up voice； but she added hastily， in her real voice， “And don’t say I‘m just like a woman， or you’ll be a beastly copy.cat.”
“I should never dream of calling a kid like you a woman，” said Digory loftily.
“Oh， I‘m a kid， am I？” said Polly， who was now in a real rage. “Well， you needn’t be bothered by having a kid with you any longer then. I‘m off. I’ve had enough of this place. And I‘ve had enough of you too.you beastly， stuck.up， obstinate pig！”
