What they were seeing may be hard to believe whenou read it in print， but it was almost as hard to believe hen you saw it happening. The things in the picture were oving. It didn‘t look at all like a cinema either； the colours ere too real and clean and out.of.doors for that. Down ent the prow of the ship into the wave and up went a great hock of spray. And then up went the wave behind her， and er stern and her deck became visible for the first time， and hen disappeared as the next wave came to meet her and er bows went up again. At the same moment an exercise ook which had been lying beside Edmund on the bed apped， rose and sailed through the air to the wall behind im， and Lucy felt all her hair whipping round her face as it oes on a windy day. And this was a windy day； but the wind as blowing out of the picture towards them. And suddenly ith the wind came the noises.the swishing of waves and he slap of water against the ship’s sides and the creaking nd the overall high steady roar of air and water. But it was he smell， the wild， briny smell， which really convinced ucy that she was not dreaming.
