Lucy immediately stooped down and crawled in after him. Then she heard noises of scrambling and puffing and panting behind her and in a moment all five of them were inside.
“Wherever is this？” said Peter‘s voice， sounding tired and pale in the darkness. （I hope you know what I mean by a voice sounding pale.）“It’s an old hiding.place for beavers in bad times，” said Mr Beaver， “and a great secret. It‘s not much of a place but we must get a few hours’ sleep.”
“If you hadn‘t all been in such a plaguey fuss when we were starting， I’d have brought some pillows，” said Mrs Beaver.
It wasn‘t nearly such a nice cave as Mr Tumnus’s， Lucy thought.just a hole in the ground but dry and earthy. It was very small so that when they all lay down they were all a bundle of clothes together， and what with that and being warmed up by their long walk they were really rather snug. If only the floor of the cave had been a little smoother！ Then Mrs Beaver handed round in the dark a little flask out of which everyone drank something.it made one cough and splutter a little and stung the throat， but it also made you feel deliciously warm after you‘d swallowed.and everyone went straight to sleep.
