CHAPTER FIFTEEN
said Lucy.
quot;Not no; said Aslan.
quot;Youre not - not a - ?quot; asked Susan in a s bring o say t. Aslan stooped of smell t seemed to his hair came all over her.
quot;Do I look it?quot; he said.
quot;O; cried Lucy, and both kisses.
quot;But all mean?quot; asked Susan w calmer.
quot;It means,quot; said Aslan, quot;t tcill ime.
But if stle furto tillness and time daation. S ed no treacraitors stead, table self art working backwards.
And now -”
quot;O; said Lucy, jumping up and clapping her hands.
quot;O; said t;I feel my strengto me. Oc; ood for a second, , ail. table. Laug knoo reacop of tting t catcail, noossing tifully velveted pacopping unexpectedly so t all toget h
a torm or playing ten Lucy could never make up ing in t in t tired or y.
quot;And no; said Aslan presently, quot;to business. I feel I am going to roar. You ter put your fingers in your ears.”
And tood up and t dare to look at it. And trees in front of of ;e o go. You must ride on me.quot; And o first, igo beigo Susan. And
off, faster to t.
t ride o t; and take as and imagine instead t noiseless padding of t paead of tnut back of t roug t as test race t t doesnt need to be guided and never groired. ing, never ating, t skill betree trunks, jumping over busreams, of all.
And you are riding not on a road nor in a park nor even on t rige crees, past roaring erfalls and mossy rocks