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“I-I nearly ate one myself，Aslan，”said Digory．“Would I-”
“You would，child，”said Aslan．“For the fruit always works-it must work-but it does not work happily for any who pluck it at their own will．If any Narnian，unbidden，had stolen an apple and planted it here to protect Narnia，it would have protected Narnia．But it would have done so by making Narnia into another strong and cruel empire like Charn，not the kindly land I mean it to be．And the Witch tempted you to do another thing，my son，did she not ？”
“Yes，Aslan．She wanted me to take an apple home to Mother．”
“Understand，then，that it would have healed her；but not to your joy or hers．The day would have come when both you and she would have looked back and said it would have been better to die in that illness．”
And Digory could say nothing，for tears choked him and he gave up all hopes of saving his Mother’s life；but at the same time he knew that the Lion knew what would have happened，and that there might be things more terrible even than losing someone you love by death． But now Aslan was speaking again，almost in a whisper：
“That is what would have happened，child，with a stolen apple．It is not what will happen now．What I give you now will bring joy．It will not，in your world，give endless life，but it will heal．Go．Pluck her an apple from the Tree．”
For a second Digory could hardly understand．It was as if the whole world had turned inside out and upside down．And then， like someone in a dream，he was walking across to the Tree，and the King and Queen were cheering him and all the creatures were cheering too．He plucked the apple and put it in his pocket．Then he came back to Aslan．
“Please，”he said，“may we go home now ？”He had forgotten to say“Thank you”，but he meant it，and Aslan understood．
