I noticed there was a bit of the gallery left standing.

Come on.

I want you to think what message to send by the Hippogriff to Mr.Noah.' 'Oh, you needn't trouble about that,' said Lucy in an off-hand manner.
'I sent the parrot off _ages_ ago.' 'And you never told me! Then I think that's quits; don't you ?' Lucy had a short struggle with herself (you know those unpleasant and difficult struggles, I am sure!) and said: 'Right-o!' And together they ran back to the Justice Hall.
The light was growing every moment, and there was now a sound of movement in the city.

Women came down to the public fountains to draw water, and boys swept the paths and doorsteps.

That sort of work goes on even when barbarians are surrounding a town.