“She’s angry about all the things I‘ve been saying lately，” thought Edmund. And though he did not like to admit that he had been wrong， he also did not much like being alone in this strange， cold， quiet place； so he shouted again.
“I say， Lu！ I’m sorry I didn‘t believe you. I see now you were right all along. Do come out. Make it Pax.”
Still there was no answer.
“Just like a girl，” said Edmund to himself， “sulking somewhere， and won’t accept an apology.” He looked round him again and decided he did not much like this place， and had almost made up his mind to go home， when he heard， very far off in the wood， a sound of bells. He listened and the sound came nearer and nearer and at last there swept into sight a sledge drawn by two reindeer.
