When things go wrong， you’ll find they usually go on getting worse for some time； but when things once start going right they often go on getting better and better. After about six weeks of this lovely life there came a long letter from Father in India， which had wonderful news in it. Old Great.Uncle Kirke had died and this meant， apparently， that Father was now very rich. He was going to retire and come home from India for ever and ever. And the great big house in the country， which Digory had heard of all his life and never seen， would now be their home； the big house with the suits of armour， the stables， the kennels， the river， the park， the hot.houses， the vineries， the woods， and the mountains behind it. So that Digory felt just as sure as you that they were all going to live happily ever after. But perhaps you would like to know just one or two things more.
Polly and Digory were always great friends and she came nearly every holidays to stay with them at their beautiful house in the country； and that was where she learned to ride and swim and milk and bake and climb.
