Then she looked to her left and saw what she took to be a great bank of brightly.coloured cloud， cut off from them by a gap. But she looked harder and saw that it was not a cloud at all but a real land. And when she had fixed her eyes on one particular spot of it， she at once cried out， “Peter！ Edmund！ Come and look！ Come quickly.” And they came and looked， for their eyes also had become like hers.
“Whys” exclaimed Peter. “It‘s England. And that’s the house itself.Professor Kirk‘s old home in the country where all our adventures began！”
“I thought that house had been destroyed，” said Edmund. “So it was，” said the Faun. “But you are now looking at the England within England， the real England just as this is the real Narnia. And in that inner England no good thing isdestroyed.”
Suddenly they shifted their eyes to another spot， and then Peter and Edmund and Lucy gasped with amazement and shouted out and began waving： for there they saw their own father and mother， waving back at them across the great， deep valley. It was like when you see people waving at you from the deck of a big ship when you are waiting on the quay to meet them.
“How can we get at them？” said Lucy.