“He'sgonedowntomeettheKing, hisfather, atCairParavel, ”answeredtheFaun, whosenamewasOrruns.“HisMajesty'—Idon'tknowwhetheritwasinavisionorfacetoface—beforehehadsailedfar, andAslanturnedhimbackandtoldhimhewouldfindhislong-lostsonawaitinghimwhenhereachedNarnia.”
, afamoushealer, or (asOrrunscalledit) a 'leech', wascomingtoseetohisburntfoot.
“Ah! ” saidPuddlegluminatonealmostofcontentment, “he'llwanttohavethelegoffattheknee, Ishouldn''t.” Buthewasquitegladtostayinbed.
BreakfastwasscrambledeggsandtoastandEustacetackleditjustasifhehadnothadaverylargesupperinthemiddleofthenight.
“Isay, SonofAdam, ” saidtheFaun, lookingwithacertainaweatEustace'smouthfuls.“There''tthinktheCentaurshavequitefinishedtheirbreakfastsyet.”
“Thentheymusthavegotupverylate, ” saidEustace.“Ibetit'safterteno'clock.”
“Ohno, ” saidOrruns.“Theygotupbeforeitwaslight.”
“Thentheymusthavewaitedthedickensofatimeforbreakfast, ”saidEustace.
“No, theydidn't, ” saidOrruns.“Theybeganeatingtheminutetheyawoke.”
“Golly! ” saidEustace.“Dotheyeataverybigbreakfast? ”
“Why, SonofAdam, don'tyouunderstand? , someoats, 'swhyit'.”
Atthatmomenttherewasasoundofhorse-hoofstappingonrockfromthemouthofthecave, , onewithablackandonewithagoldenbeardflowingovertheirmagnificentbarechests, stoodwaitingforthem, , majesticpeople, fullofancientwisdomwhichtheylearnfromthestars, noteasilymadeeithermerryorangry; buttheirangeristerribleasatidalwavewhenitcomes.
“Good-bye, dearPuddleglum, ” saidJill, goingovertotheMarsh-wiggle'sbed.“I'msorrywecalledyouawetblanket.”
