It was not surprising that when they found Lucy， a good deal later， everyone could see that she had been crying. Nothing they could say to her made any difference. She stuck to her story and said：
“I don‘t care what you think， and I don’t care what you say. You can tell the Professor or you can write to Mother or you can do anything you like. I know I‘ve met a Faun in there and.I wish I’d stayed there and you are all beasts， beasts.”
It was an unpleasant evening. Lucy was miserable and Edmund was beginning to feel that his plan wasn‘t working as well as he had expected. The two older ones were really beginning to think that Lucy was out of her mind. They stood in the passage talking about it in whispers long after she had gone to bed.