CHAPTER EIGHT
I s he word of a coward.”
quot;And if you my son, O most inflammable Rabadas; replied ;your life .quot; (these words made Araviss blood run cold.)
quot;But ime in a mucful voice, quot; punis o be made into dogsmeat? It is not t provinces. A t in five is an unseemly blot on ts of your empire.”
quot;Most undoubtedly,quot; said tisroc. quot;ttle barbarian countries t call to say, idle, disordered, and unprofitable) are eful to to all persons of discernment.”
quot;to remain thus long unsubdued?”
quot;Kno;t until ted fatary and unending reign, t powerful encress.”
quot;t; ans;But I kno tress is dead. And t Narnia is now wful, and delicious.”
quot;And t learned Prince, less been brougo pass by tations of themselves kings and queens of Narnia.”
quot;I am rat; said Rabadas;t it by teration of tars and tion of natural causes.”
quot;All t; said tisroc, quot;is a question for tations of learned men. I so great an alteration, and tress, ed trong magic. And suco be expected in t land, s t talk like men, and monsters t are . It is commonly reported t tterly reject) is supported by a demon of and irresistible maleficence ful enterprise, and I am determined not to put my fart back.”
quot;; said t;on oion! Yet as table and sapient tisroc is very grievous to be constrained to keep our y dised poet at t Aa noticed an impatient movement of toe and became suddenly silent.
quot;It is very griev