Polly nodded. All the faces they could see were certainly nice. Both the men and women looked kind and wise， and they seemed to come of a handsome race. But after the children had gone a few steps down the room they came to faces that looked a little different. These were very solemn faces. You felt you would have to mind your P‘s and Q’s， if you ever met living people who looked like that. When they had gone a little further， they found themselves among faces they didn‘t like： this was about the middle of the room. The faces here looked very strong and proud and happy， but they looked cruel. A little further on they looked crueller. Further on again， they were still cruel but they no longer looked happy. They were even despairing faces： as if the people they belonged to had done dreadful things and also suffered dreadful things. The last figure of all was the most interesting.a woman even more richly dressed than the others， very tall （but every figure in that room was taller than the people of our world）， with a look of such fierceness and pride that it took your breath away. Yet she was beautiful too. Years afterwards when he was an old man， Digory said he had never in all his life known a woman so beautiful. It is only fair to add that Polly always said she couldn’t see anything specially beautiful about her.
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