CHAPTER FIFTEEN
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And so to a donkeys bray.
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At tcs ears for also everybody laugried not to, but tried in vain.
quot;You o tas; said Aslan. quot;And in temple of tash you shall be healed.
You must stand before tar of tasas t Autumn Feast t of all tas as long as you live, if ever you go more ten miles a temple in tasantly become again as you no second curn.”
t silence and tirred and looked at one anot tness in ts, hem.
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back by boat to tas into temple of tas t Autumn Festival, and t of course four or five transformation and t possibly be er tisrocs deatisroc in urned out t peaceable tisroc Calormen daring to go more ten miles from tas arkaans to is tisrocs get overt t made table for all tries round Calormen. t o after ory of Calormen (try t name. And to tupid, you are very likely to be called quot;a second Rabadas;.
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