“That’s right， Son of Adam，” said Mr Beaver， bringing his paw down on the table with a crash that made all the cups and saucers rattle. “And so you shall. Word has been sent that you are to meet him， tomorrow if you can， at the StoneTable.‘“Where’s that？” said Lucy.
“I‘ll show you，” said Mr Beaver. “It’s down the river， a good step from here. I‘ll take you to it！”
“But meanwhile what about poor Mr Tumnus？” said Lucy. “The quickest way you can help him is by going to meet Aslan，” said Mr Beaver， “once he’s with us， then we can begin doing things. Not that we don‘t need you too. Forthat’s another of the old rhymes：
When Adam‘s flesh and Adam’s bone Sits at Cair Paravel in throne，The evil time will be over and done.
So things must be drawing near their end now he‘s come and you’ve come. We‘ve heard of Aslan coming into these parts before.long ago， nobody can say when. But there’s never been any of your race here before.”
“That‘s what I don’t understand， Mr Beaver，” said Peter， “I mean isn‘t the Witch herself human？”
