quot;S turn o stone too?quot; said Edmund.

    quot;Lord love you, Son of Adam, o say!quot; ans laug;turn o stone? If sand on  and  look ll be t s of  all to rig says in an old rs:  rong  teeter meets its death,  And when he shakes his mane, we shall have spring again.

    Youll understand when you see him.”

    quot;But s; asked Susan.

    quot;er of Eve, ts w I brougo lead you  w ; said Mr Beaver.

    quot;Is-is ; asked Lucy.

    quot;Aslan a man!quot; said Mr Beaver sternly. quot;Certainly not. I tell you  Emperor-beyond-t you kno Lion.”

    quot;Oo; said Susan, quot;Id t e safe? I s meeting a lion.”

    quot;t you ake,quot; said Mrs Beaver; quot;if t t or else just silly.”

    quot;t safe?quot; said Lucy.

    quot;Safe?quot; said Mr Beaver; quot;dont you  Mrs Beaver tells you?  safe? Course  safe. But ell  you.”

    quot;Im longing to see ; said Peter, quot;even if I do feel frig  comes to t.”

    quot;ts rig; said Mr Beaver, bringing able  made all ttle. quot;And so you s t you are to meet omorro tone table.

    quot;?quot; said Lucy.

    quot;Ill s; said Mr Beaver. quot;Its doep from  ake you to it!”

    quot;But mean poor Mr tumnus?quot; said Lucy.

    quot;t  Aslan,quot; said Mr  Beaver, quot;once  t  need you  too. For ts anots at Cair Paravel in time will be over and done.

    So t be drao ts before - long ago, nobody can say heres never been any of your race here before.”

    quot;ts  understand, Mr Beaver,quot;