CHAPTER FOURTEEN
come near er o find tes t even see ures kicking ting ting on him.
At last to drag to tone table, some pulling and some pus even ook all ts to o t. tying and tightening of cords.
quot;t; sobbed Susan. quot;Are till afraid of him, even now?”
ied (and tied so t stone, a orcood at table. tc o o torc fell on it, as if tone, not of steel, and it range and evil shape.
As last sood by Aslans c till quiet, neit a little sad. t before sooped do;And noraitor? Noead of
me from killing ake of my and t you your own life and you saved knowledge, despair and die.”
t see tual moment of t bear to look and heir eyes.