PRINCECaspianlivedinagreatcastleinthecenterofNarniawithhisuncle, Miraz, theKingofNarnia, andhisaunt, , andthough (beingaprince) hehadwonderfultoyswhichwoulddoalmostanythingbuttalk, helikedbestthelasthourofthedaywhenthetoyshadallbeenputbackintheircupboardsandNursewouldtellhimstories.
Hedidnotcaremuchforhisuncleandaunt, , whiletheyweredoingthis, theKingsaidtohim, “Well, boy, , soitlooksasifyoumighthavetobeKingwhenI', eh?”
“Idon'tknow, Uncle,” saidCaspian.
“Don'tknow, eh?” saidMiraz.“Why, Ishouldliketoknowwhatmoreanyonecouldwishfor!”
“Allthesame, Idowish,” saidCaspian.
“Whatdoyouwish?” askedtheKing.
“Iwish—Iwish—IwishIcouldhavelivedintheOldDays,” saidCaspian.(Hewasonlyaverylittleboyatthetime.)
UptillnowKingMirazhadbeentalkinginthetiresomewaythatsomegrown-upshave, whichmakesitquiteclearthattheyarenotreallyinterestedinwhatyouaresaying, butnowhesuddenlygaveCaspianaverysharplook.
“Eh? What'sthat?” hesaid.“Whatolddaysdoyoumean?”
“Oh, don'tyouknow, Uncle?” saidCaspian.“, —”
“That'sallnonsense, forbabies,” saidtheKingsternly.“Onlyfitforbabies, doyouhear? You', notfairytales.”
“Oh, buttherewerebattlesandadventuresinthosedays,” saidCaspian.“, , anditwasallbecauseofAslan—”
“Who'she?” , thetoneofhisuncle', “Oh, don'tyouknow?” hesaid.“AslanisthegreatLionwhocomesfromoverthesea.”
“Whohasbeentellingyouallthisnonsense?” .
“YourRoyalHighness,” saidKingMiraz, lettinggoofCaspian'shand, whichhehadbeenholdingtillnow, “?”
“N—Nurse,” falteredCaspian, andburstintotears.
