moment she found that what was rubbing against her fad hands was no longer soft fur but something hard and rough and even prickly.“Why, it is just like branches of trees！”exclaimed Lud then she saw that there was a light ahead of her; not a few inches away where the back of the wardrobe ought to have been, but a long way off.Something cold and soft was falling on her.A moment later she found that she was standing in the middle of a wood at night-time with snow under her feet and snowflakes falling through the air.
Lucy felt a little frightened, but she felt very inquisitive aed as well.She looked back over her shoulder and there, between the dark tree trunks; she could still e the open doorway of the wardrobe and even catch a glimp of the empty room from which she had t out.（She had, of cour, left the door open, for she khat it is a very silly thing to shut onelf into a wardrobe.）It emed to be still daylight there.“I always get back if anything goes wrong,”thought Lucy.She began to walk forward, ch-ch over the snow and through the wood towards the ht.
In about ten minutes she reached it and found it was a lamp-post.As she stood looking at it, w why there was a lamp-post in the middle of a wood and w what to do , she heard a pitter patter of feet ing towards her.And soon after that a very strange person stepped out from among the trees into the light of the lamp-post.
He was only a little taller than Lucy herlf and he carried over his head an umbrella, white with snow.From the waist upwards he was like a man, but his legs were shaped like a goat’s and instead of feet he had goat’s hoofs.He also had a tail, but Lucy did not notice this at first becau it was ly caught up over the arm that held the umbrella so as to keep it from trailing in the snow.He had a red woollen muffler round his ned his skin was rather reddish too.He had a strange, but pleasant little face, with a short pointed beard and curly hair, and out of the hair there stuck two horns, one on each side of his forehead.One of his hands, as I have said, held the umbrella：iher arm he carried veral broer parcels.What with the parcels and the snow it looked just as if he had been doing his Christmas shopping.He was a Faun.And when he saw Lucy he gave such a start of surpri that he dropped all his parcels.
“Goodness grae！”exclaimed the Faun.