The children were facing one another across the pillar where the bell hung， still trembling， though it no longer gave out any note. Suddenly they heard a soft noise from the end of the room which was still undamaged. They turned as quick as lightning to see what it was. One of the robed figures， the furthest.off one of all， the woman whom Digory thought so beautiful， was rising from its chair. When she stood up they realized that she was even taller than they had thought. And you could see at once， not only from her crown and robes， but from the flash of her eyes and the curve of her lips， that she was a great queen. She looked round the room and saw the damage and saw the children， but you could not guess from her face what she thought of either or whether she was surprised. She came forward with long， swift strides.
“Who has awaked me？ Who has broken the spell？” she asked.
“I think it must have been me，” said Digory.
