The_Complete_Chronicles_of_Narnia_(volumes_1-7,_in_order_of_publication)

whatever had happened, it was not her fault. But he couldn't help being a little annoyed
with her all the same.
Susan was the worst. "Supposing I started behaving like Lucy," she said. "I might
threaten to stay here whether the rest of you went on or not. I jolly well think I shall."
"Obey the High King, your Majesty," said Trumpkin, "and let's be off. If I'm not to be
allowed to sleep, I'd as soon march as stand here talking."
And so at last they got on the move. Lucy went first, biting her lip and trying not to say
all the things she thought of saying to Susan. But she forgot them when she fixed her eyes
on Aslan. He turned and walked at a slow pace about thirty yards ahead of them. The
others had only Lucy's directions to guide them, for Aslan was not only invisible to them
but silent as well. His big cat-like paws made no noise on the grass.
He led them to the right of the dancing trees - whether they were still dancing nobody
knew, for Lucy had her eyes on the Lion and the rest had their eyes on Lucy - and nearer
the edge of the gorge. "Cobbles and kettledrums!" thought Trumpkin. "I hope this
madness isn't going to end in a moonlight climb and broken necks."
For a long way Aslan went along the top of the precipices. Then they came to a place
where some little trees grew right on the edge. He turned and disappeared among them.
Lucy held her breath, for it looked as if he had plunged over the cliff; but she was too
busy keeping him in sight to stop and think about this. She quickened her pace and was
soon among the trees herself. Looking down, she could see a steep and narrow path going
slantwise down into the gorge between rocks, and Aslan descending it. He turned and
looked at her with his happy eyes. Lucy clapped her hands and began to scramble down
after him. From behind her she heard the voices of the others shouting, "Hi! Lucy! Look
out, for goodness' sake. You're right on the edge of the gorge. Come back - "and then, a
moment later, Edmund's voice saying, "No, she's right. There is a way down."
Half-way down the path Edmund caught up with her.
"Look!" he said in great excitement. "Look! What's that shadow crawling down in front
of us?"
"It's his shadow," said Lucy.
"I do believe you're right, Lu," said Edmund. "I can't think how I didn't see it before. But
where is he?"
"With his shadow, of course. Can't you see him?"
"Well, I almost thought I did - for a moment. It's such a rum light."