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"
All
shall
be
done
,
"
said
Aslan
.
"
But
it
may
be
harder
than
you
think
.
"
And
then
he
was
silent
again
for
some
time
.
Up
to
that
moment
Lucy
had
been
thinking
how
royal
and
strong
and
peaceful
his
face
looked
;
now
it
suddenly
came
into
her
head
that
he
looked
sad
as
well
.
But
next
minute
that
expression
was
quite
gone
.
The
Lion
shook
his
mane
and
clapped
his
paws
together
(
"
Terrible
paws
,
"
thought
Lucy
,
"
if
he
didn
’
t
know
how
to
velvet
them
!
"
)
and
said
,
"
Meanwhile
,
let
the
feast
be
prepared
.
Ladies
,
take
these
Daughters
of
Eve
to
the
pavilion
and
minister
to
them
.
"
When
the
girls
had
gone
Aslan
laid
his
paw
-
and
though
it
was
velveted
it
was
very
heavy
-
on
Peter
’
s
shoulder
and
said
,
"
Come
,
Son
of
Adam
,
and
I
will
show
you
a
far
-
off
sight
of
the
castle
where
you
are
to
be
King
.
"
And
Peter
with
his
sword
still
drawn
in
his
hand
went
with
the
Lion
to
the
eastern
edge
of
the
hilltop
.
There
a
beautiful
sight
met
their
eyes
.
The
sun
was
setting
behind
their
backs
.
That
meant
that
the
whole
country
below
them
lay
in
the
evening
light
-
forest
and
hills
and
valleys
and
,
winding
away
like
a
silver
snake
,
the
lower
part
of
the
great
river
.
And
beyond
all
this
,
miles
away
,
was
the
sea
,
and
beyond
the
sea
the
sky
,
full
of
clouds
which
were
just
turning
rose
colour
with
the
reflection
of
the
sunset
.
But
just
where
the
land
of
Narnia
met
the
sea
-
in
fact
,
at
the
mouth
of
the
great
river
-
there
was
something
on
a
little
hill
,
shining
.
It
was
shining
because
it
was
a
castle
and
of
course
the
sunlight
was
reflected
from
all
the
windows
which
looked
towards
Peter
and
the
sunset
;
but
to
Peter
it
looked
like
a
great
star
resting
on
the
seashore
.
"
That
,
O
Man
,
"
said
Aslan
,
"
is
Cair
Paravel
of
the
four
thrones
,
in
one
of
which
you
must
sit
as
King
.
I
show
it
to
you
because
you
are
the
first
-
born
and
you
will
be
High
King
over
all
the
rest
.
"
And
once
more
Peter
said
nothing
,
for
at
that
moment
a
strange
noise
woke
the
silence
suddenly
.
It
was
like
a
bugle
,
but
richer
.
"
It
is
your
sister
’
s
horn
,
"
said
Aslan
to
Peter
in
a
low
voice
;
so
low
as
to
be
almost
a
purr
,
if
it
is
not
disrespectful
to
think
of
a
Lion
purring
.
For
a
moment
Peter
did
not
understand
.
Then
,
when
he
saw
all
the
other
creatures
start
forward
and
heard
Aslan
say
with
a
wave
of
his
paw
,
"
Back
!
Let
the
Prince
win
his
spurs
,
"
he
did
understand
,
and
set
off
running
as
hard
as
he
could
to
the
pavilion
.
And
there
he
saw
a
dreadful
sight
.
The
Naiads
and
Dryads
were
scattering
in
every
direction
.
Lucy
was
running
towards
him
as
fast
as
her
short
legs
would
carry
her
and
her
face
was
as
white
as
paper
.
Then
he
saw
Susan
make
a
dash
for
a
tree
,
and
swing
herself
up
,
followed
by
a
huge
grey
beast
.
At
first
Peter
thought
it
was
a
bear
.
Then
he
saw
that
it
looked
like
an
Alsatian
,
though
it
was
far
too
big
to
be
a
dog
.
Then
he
realized
that
it
was
a
wolf
-
a
wolf
standing
on
its
hind
legs
,
with
its
front
paws
against
the
tree
-
trunk
,
snapping
and
snarling
.
All
the
hair
on
its
back
stood
up
on
end
.
Susan
had
not
been
able
to
get
higher
than
the
second
big
branch
.
One
of
her
legs
hung
down
so
that
her
foot
was
only
an
inch
or
two
above
the
snapping
teeth
.
Peter
wondered
why
she
did
not
get
higher
or
at
least
take
a
better
grip
;
then
he
realized
that
she
was
just
going
to
faint
and
that
if
she
fainted
she
would
fall
off
.
