“I want to see him,” answered Lucy. “Where is he?”
“You better run while you can,” said the dog, “but you will find him if you keep on, and then you will wish you had taken my advice.”
But Lucy only laughed and went to another door. In that room she saw a three-headed cow.
“What a queer place!” she said. “I never saw animals living in a house before. Why are the animals kept in the house?” she asked the cow.
“We belong to Old Three Heads,” replied the cow, “and every creature that comes in this castle has three heads. You better look out for Old Three Heads,” she warned her.
“Why did you come in, if you knew you had to wear three heads?” asked Lucy.
“We wanted to see what was in here, just as you did,” replied the cow. “The cat found the door open and she walked in to look about; the dog saw her enter and he followed. Old Three Heads saw them. You better look out,” she warned Lucy again.
But Lucy was more curious than ever, and she kept on with her questions.
“How did you and the horse get three heads?” she asked. “You did not walk in the door, did you?”
“Not at first,” answered the cow. “The horse put his head in the window one day when it was open and Old Three Heads saw him.”