Lucy felt a little frightened， but she felt very inquisitive and excited as well. She looked back over her shoulder and there， between the dark tree.trunks， she could still see the open doorway of the wardrobe and even catch a glimpse of the empty room from which she had set out. （She had， of course， left the door open， for she knew that it is a very silly thing to shut oneself into a wardrobe.） It seemed to be still daylight there. “I can always get back if anything goes wrong，” thought Lucy. She began to walk forward， crunch. crunch over the snow and through the wood towards the other light. In about ten minutes she reached it and found it was a lamp.post. As she stood looking at it， wondering why there was a lamp.post in the middle of a wood and wondering what to do next， she heard a pitter patter of feet coming towards her. And soon after that a very strange person stepped out from among the trees into the light of the lamp.post.
