The nuisance of it， as Polly said afterwards， was that you weren’t left in peace to watch it all. Just as Digory said “Trees！” he had to jump because Uncle Andrew had sidled up to him again and was going to pick his pocket. It wouldn‘t have done Uncle Andrew much good if he had succeeded， for he was aiming at the right.hand pocket because he still thought the green rings were “homeward” rings. But of course Digory didn’t want to lose either.
“Stop！” cried the Witch. “Stand back. No， further back. If anyone goes within ten paces of either of the children， I will knock out his brains.” She was poising in her hand the iron bar that she had torn off the lamp.post， ready to throwit. Somehow no one doubted that she would be a very good shot.
“So！” she said. “You would steal back to your own world with the boy and leave me here.”
