CHAPTER EIGHT
ous,quot; said tisroc in voice. quot;Every morning t my sleep is t Narnia is still free.”
quot;O my fat; said Rabadas;retc your arm to take Narnia and yet dra back untempt prove unfortunate?”
quot;If you can s, O Rabadas; said tisroc, quot;you of sons.”
quot; and in take but t so all men t you kno tes of King Lunes castle of Anvard in Arc peace ake Anvard before tirred to Cair Paravel. t be t t ts on likely es, and ride in. I sesy and spill as little Narnian blood as I can. And to sit till ts in, crayed bird as ss foot aso to Anvard?”
quot;But is it not probable, O my son,quot; said tisroc, quot;t at taking of ther King Edmund or you will lose his life?”
quot;t; said Rabadas;and I en of my men to disarm and bind raining my ve desire for the high King.”
quot;And Cair Paravel before you?”
quot;I do not look for t her.”
quot;And lastly, O my resourceful son,quot; said tisroc, quot;you give you t not o throwing of Narnia.”
quot;O my fat t e of Narnia, and your garrison in Anvard can be increased by little and little till it is a great .”
quot;It is spoken anding and foresig his miscarries?”
quot;You s I, did it your kno your your blessing, being constrained by tuosity of youth.”
quot;And er?”
quot;O my fat . For ted ter is a man of prudence and understanding age of being allied to our hrone of Calormen.”
quot; see t if I live for ever as is no doubt your isro