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CHAPTER TWELVE
battle still on  moment

    in t state at all.  feast at Cair Paravel. (But in Narnia your good clotable ones. to make t felt beautiful as  iful in Narnia: and tarcic to be found from one end of try to ther.)

    quot;Sire,quot; said Jill coming foriful curtsey, quot;let me  make you knoo Peter the high King over all Kings in Narnia.”

    tirian o ask ers hand.

    quot;; ;You are o me.”

    And th cheeks as a high King  should.

    to t of t even s old, and  t;Sir, t Lady Polly  Day, s talk.quot;   to a man ; ;is t day. And ter, the Queen Lucy.”

    quot;Sir,quot; said tirian, ;If I , t your Majesty ters? here is Queen Susan?”

    quot;My sister Susan,quot; anser sly and gravely, quot;is no longer a  friend of Narnia.”

    quot;Yes,quot; said Eustace, quot;and o get o come and talk  about Narnia or do anyt Narnia, s  all to play when we were  children.“

    quot;O; said Jill. quot;Serested in not nylons  and lipstick and invitations. S too keen on being grown-up.”

    quot;Gro; said t;I ing to be te all t  of rying to stay t age. o race on to t time of  ones life as quick as sop there as long as she can.”

    quot;ell, dont lets talk about t no; said Peter. quot;Look! -trees. Let us taste them.”

    And t time, tirian looked about ure was.
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