Embarrassed color stains her cheeks, but it's not as though he's wrong, now is it? Rough indeed she and her ways are, when compared to the court of Narnia, or Gilead, or aught else such.

"Then I'll hope ye shall," she says, simply. "For the sake of the people who'll love and serve ye, in time."

The more she hears of this Lady of his, although kind-seeming she may be, the less Susan likes it. "Possible by her - her art, ye said before? Is she a - "

(witch)

"-- does she have power of some kind, then?"