CHAPTER TWELVE
rose colour ion of t. But just , at t river - ttle le and of course t ed from all toer and t; but to Peter it looked like a great star resting on the seashore.
quot;t, O Man,quot; said Aslan, quot;is Cair Paravel of t sit as King. I s to you because you are t-born and you will be .”
And once more Peter said not t moment a strange noise richer.
quot;It is your sisters ; said Aslan to Peter in a loo be almost a purr, if it is not disrespectful to think of a Lion purring.
For a moment Peter did not understand. tures start for t; and, and set off running as o t.
ttering in every direction. Lucy oree, and s first Peter t it it looked like an Alsatian, t oo big to be a dog. t it anding on its s front pa tree-trunk, snapping and snarling. All ts back stood up on end. Susan been able to get he second big branch.
One of eeter least take a better grip; t s going to faint and t if sed she would fall off.
Peter did not feel very brave; indeed, o be sick. But t made no difference to er and aimed a slas its side. t stroke never reacning it turned round, its eyes flaming, and its mout been so angry t it simply o
once. As it was -
too quickly for Peter to t all - time to duck does forelegs into its . t like sometmare. ugging and pulling and ts bared teet and later ter lay dead and of it and raig off of tired all over.
ter a bit, Susan came doree. Ser felt pretty s and I say t kissing an