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We will make holiday.' They rubbed their eyes and looked round them, the trees had all gone but could still be seen moving away toward Aslan's How in a darkness Bacchus and the Mainads --his fierce madcap girls-- and Silenus were still with them. ...Everyone was awake, everyone was laughing, flutes were playing, cymbals clashing. Animals, not Talking Animals, were crowding in upon them from every direction.

C. S. Lewis