Mr.Noah was pulling her sleeve and saying, 'Come away,' and they turned their backs on the little light and the music and the enchanting perfumes, and instantly the voice stopped and they were walking between dusky pillars towards a far grey speck of sunlight.
It was not till they were once more under the bare sky that Lucy said: 'What did it say ?' 'You must have heard,' said Mr.Noah.
'I only heard the voice and what it meant.

I didn't understand the words.

But the voice was like dreams and everything beautiful I've ever thought of.' 'I thought it a wonderfully straight-forward business-like oracle,' said Mr.Noah briskly; 'and the voice was quite distinct and I remember every word it said.' (Which just shows how differently the same thing may strike two people.) 'What did it say ?' Lucy asked, trotting along beside him, still clutching Philip's bundle, which through all these days she had never let go.
And Mr.Noah gravely recited the following lines.

I agree with him that, for an oracle, they were extremely straightforward.
'You had better embark Once again in the Ark, And sailing from dryland Make straight for the Island.' 'Did it _really_ say that ?' Lucy asked.
'Of course it did,' said Mr.Noah; 'that's a special instruction to me, but I daresay you heard something quite different.

The oracle doesn't say the same thing to every one, of course.