“Eh, you've done something to our well,” said the old woman. “That makes a nice change, that does.” And she jumped out of bed.
“Ride on me,” said Aslan, and added to Susan and Lucy, “You two queens will have to run now.”
“But we'd like that just as well,” said Susan. And off they went again.
And so at last, with leaping and dancing and singing, with music and laughter and roaring and barking and neighing, they all came to the place where Miraz's army stood flinging down their swords and holding up their hands, and Peter's army, still holding their weapons and breathing hard, stood round them with stern and glad faces. And the first thing that happened was that the old woman slipped off Aslan's back and ran across to Caspian and they embraced one another; for she was his old nurse.