CHAPTER FIFTEEN
uddenly Farsigy or forty feet up into ted on the ground.
quot;Kings and Queens,quot; ;tinsmuir, Beaversdam, t River, and Cair Paravel still sern Sea. Narnia is not dead. this is Narnia.”
quot;But be?quot; said Peter. quot;For Aslan told us older ones t o Narnia, and here we are.”
quot;Yes,quot; said Eustace. quot;And all destroyed and t out.”
quot;And its all so different,quot; said Lucy.
quot;t,quot; said t;Listen, Peter. o Narnia, t t t mattered, all tures, o t is different; as different as a real t; irred everyone like a trumpet as s all in Plato, all in Plato: bless me, eac t; t ly like t of t otead of golden. very quickly t makes you serious. It is too good to e on jokes.
It is as o explain land from t o tell you s of t country taste. Per some idea of it if you t
looked out on a lovely bay of t ains. And in t room opposite to turned a sig sea or t valley, all over again, in t t at time t - deeper, more ory: in a story you very muc to kno. try: every rock and flo meant more. I cant describe it any better t: if ever you get t I mean.
It everyone ! try! I belong till no it sometimes looked a little like ther in!”
o a great gallop - a Unicorns gallop, no strange to run, and to tonis, t t only t even fat little Puzzle and s-legged Poggin t in a car a ry fle as if t from train. Faster and faster t no one got or tired or out of breath.