“I know what errand you have come on，” continued the Witch. “For it was I who was close beside you in the woods last night and heard all your counsels. You have plucked fruit in the garden yonder. You have it in your pocket now. And you are going to carry it back， untasted， to the Lion； for him to eat， for him to use. You simpleton！ Do you know what that fruit is？ I will tell you. It is the apple of youth， the apple of life. I know， for I have tasted it； and I feel already such changes in myself that I know I shall never grow old or die. Eat it， Boy， eat it； and you and I will both live for ever and be king and queen of this whole world.or of your world， if we decide to go back there.”
“No thanks，” said Digory， “I don‘t know that I care much about living on and on after everyone I know is dead. I’d rather live an ordinary time and die and go to Heaven.”
“But what about this Mother of yours whom you pretend to love so？”
“What‘s she got to do with it？” said Digory.
