“Oh, Trees, Trees, Trees,” saidLucy (thoughshehadnotbeenintendingtospeakatall).“Oh, Trees, wake, wake, 'tyourememberit? Don'tyourememberme? DryadsandHamadryads, comeout, cometome.”
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(asyousometimeshavewhenyouaretryingtorememberanameoradateandalmostgetit, butitvanishesbeforeyoureallydo) thatshehadjustmissedsomething: asifshehadspokentothetreesasplitsecondtoosoonorasplitsecondtoolate, orusedalltherightwordsexceptone, orputinonewordthatwasjustwrong.
, snuggleddownbetweenSusanandPeter, andwasasleepinafewminutes.
Itwasacoldandcheerlesswakingforthemallnextmorning, withagraytwilightinthewood (forthesunhadnotyetrisen) andeverythingdampanddirty.
“Apples, heigh-ho,” saidTrumpkinwitharuefulgrin.“Imustsayyouancientkingsandqueensdon'toverfeedyourcourtiers!”
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“IsupposeyourMajestiesknowthewayallright?” saidtheDwarf.
“Idon't,” saidSusan.“I'.”
“ThenIthinkyoumighthavesaidsoatthetime,” answeredPeter, withpardonablesharpness.
“Oh, don'ttakeanynoticeofher,” saidEdmund.“'vegotthatpocketcompassofyours, Peter, haven'tyou? Well, then, we''veonlygottokeepongoingnorth-west—crossthatlittleriver, thewhat-do-you-call-it? —theRush—”
“Iknow,” saidPeter.“TheonethatjoinsthebigriverattheFordsofBeruna, orBeruna'sBridge, .”
“That', andwe'llbeattheStoneTable (Aslan'sHow, Imean) byeightornineo'!”
“Ihopeyou'reright,” saidSusan.“Ican'trememberallthatatall.”
“That'stheworstofgirls,” saidEdmundtoPeterandtheDwarf.“Theynevercarryamapintheirheads.”
“That'sbecauseourheadshavesomethinginsidethem,” saidLucy.
