THE CHRONICLES OF NARNIA
CHAPTER 1

Who said this: Peter, Susan, Edmund, Lucy, C.S Lewis?

Allow me to introduce myself.
And who are you to say when I'm to go to bed?
But I've never seen a Son of Adam or a Daughter of Eve before.
But you are - forgive me - you are what they call a girl?
But they aren't countries at all, almost laughing.
By the time it is printed and bound you will be older still.
Daughter of Eve from the far land of Spare Oom, how would it be if you had tea with me?
Farewell, Daughter of Eve, perhaps I may keep the handkerchief?
Good evening.
Go to bed yourself.
Goodness gracious me!
I don't want to be inquisitive.
I am delighted. Delighted, delighted, it went on.
I wrote this story for you.
I think you are a very good Faun. You are the nicest Faun I've ever met.
I'm here, she shouted. I'm here. I've come back, I'm all right.
I'm going to explore in the house.
I don't think you're a bad Faun at all.
It's she who makes it always winter. Always winter and never Christmas; think of that!
It's only just back there - at least - I'm not sure. It is summer there.
Meanwhile, it is winter in Narnia, and has been for ever so long.
No, I'm a bad Faun. I don't suppose there ever was a worse Faun since the beginning of the world.
Of course it would be raining!
Oh - oh - you wouldn't say that if you knew.
That's what I am. I'm in the pay of the White Witch.
The White Witch? Who is she?
This is the land of Narnia.
Trying to talk like Mother. 
We must go as quietly as we can.
What do you mean?
What's that noise?
Why, it is she who has got all Narnia under her thumb.
You are already too old for fairy tales.
You can then take it down from some upper shelf, dust it, and tell me what you think of it.
You are the child.