CHAPTER EIGHT
thE ISLAND
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quot; time ?quot; asked Edmund.
quot;Beten of t; said trumpkin.
quot;Just ation!quot; said all t one anoth shining eyes.
quot;Please go on,quot; said Lucy to the Dwarf.
quot;ell, as I I on as . I kept on all nig , I risked a s cut across open country to cut off a big loop of t.
Not by t by a pompous old fool le rongo. I neednt tell you t no true tale out of me, but I ers and lollipops! it is a good t not of a grand execution: sending me doo ts in t;, ( Susan) quot;does of arc ty sing, let me tell you - and my armour, for of course took t.quot; and refilled his pipe.
quot;Great Scott!quot; said Peter. quot;So it dragged us all off t seat on tform yesterday morning! I can ; yet it all fits in.”
quot;I dont kno,quot; said Lucy, quot;if you believe in magic at all.
Arent ts of stories about magic forcing people out of one place - out of one o anots calls up a Jinn, it o come. e o come, just like t.”
quot;Yes,quot; said Peter, quot;I suppose feel so queer is t in tories its al whe Jinns coming from.”
quot;And no feels like for t; said Edmund ;Golly!
Its a bit uncomfortable to kno . Its