CHAPTER TWELVE
PEtERS FIRSt BAttLE e itcer o ts beopped saying to one anot;Look! t; or quot;I say, bluebells!quot; or quot; lovely smell?quot; or quot;Just listen to t t; t all in, passing tc into cool, green ts and out again into o dense masses of flo and among smell overpowering.
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t time ago; for one o turn a little to t (t meant a little to to reacone table. Even if t been t to t melting snoer.
And no lo got redder and t longer and to t closing.
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And just as Lucy o top anot, suddenly t top. And t they saw.
t spreading as far as one could see in every direction - except rigo t, ;By gum!quot; o Susan, quot;t; In top one table. It grim slab of grey stone supported on four uprigones. It looked very old; and it all over range lines and figures t migters of an unkno t tc ting sun fell upon it - looked like yelloent-pegs of ivory; and on a pole a banner tering in t t; and turning in t direction t to see.
Aslan stood in tre of a croures o be called in our ruments; it centaurs. t of t ern but beautiful giants.
t Dog. And next to Aslan stood two leopards of wandard.
But as for Aslan knoo do or say imes t a