The_Complete_Chronicles_of_Narnia_(volumes_1-7,_in_order_of_publication)

leading, Bacchus and his Maenads leaping, rushing, and turning somersaults, the beasts
frisking round them, and Silenus and his donkey bringing up the rear.
They turned a little to the right, raced down a steep hill, and found the long Bridge of
Beruna in front of them. Before they had begun to cross it, however, up out of the water
came a great wet, bearded head, larger than a man's, crowned with rushes. It looked at
Aslan and out of its mouth a deep voice came.
"Hail, Lord," it said. "Loose my chains."
"Who on earth is that?" whispered Susan.
"I think it's the river-god, but hush," said Lucy.
"Bacchus," said Aslan. "Deliver him from his chains."
"That means the bridge, I expect," thought Lucy. And so it did. Bacchus and his people
splashed forward into the shallow water, and a minute later the most curious things began
happening. Great, strong trunks of ivy came curling up all the piers of the bridge,
growing as quickly as a fire grows, wrapping the stones round, splitting, breaking,
separating them. The walls of the bridge turned into hedges gay with hawthorn for a
moment and then disappeared as the whole thing with a rush and a rumble collapsed into
the swirling water. With much splashing, screaming, and laughter the revellers waded or
swam or danced across the ford ("Hurrah! It's the Ford of Beruna again now!" cried the
girls) and up the bank on the far side and into the town.
Everyone in the streets fled before their faces. The first house they came to was a school:
a girls' school, where lot of Narnian girls, with their hair done very tight and ugly tight
collars round their necks and thick tickly stockings on their legs, were having a history
lesson. The sort of "History" that was taught in Narnia under Miraz's rule was duller than
the truest history you ever read and less true than the most exciting adventure story.
"If you don't attend, Gwendolen," said the mistress, and stop looking out of the window, I
shall have to give you an order-mark."
"But please, Miss Prizzle -" began Gwendolen.
"Did you hear what I said, Gwendolen?" asked Miss Prizzle.
"But please, Miss Prizzle," said Gwendolen, "there's a LION!"
"Take two order-marks for talking nonsense," said Miss Prizzle. "And now -" A roar
interrupted her. Ivy came curling in at the windows of the classroom. The walls became a
mass of shimmering green, and leafy branches arched overhead where the ceiling had
been. Miss Prizzle found she was standing on grass in a forest glade. She clutched at her
desk to steady herself, and found that the desk was a rose-bush. Wild people such as she