CHAPTER THIRTEEN
e upon your Lords t and by telmarines, and your Lordsy of treac ab forget to spell it or - bloody, and unnatural murder of your kindly lord and brot name. ily provoke, co t and monomac tters by time King under us in Narnia, Duke of Lantern aste and Count of tern Marc of table, to ions of ttle. Given at our lodging in Aslans year of Caspian tenth of Narnia.
quot;t ougo do,quot; said Peter, drah.
quot;And no send t ougo be one.”
quot; very clever, you kno; said Caspian.
quot;Of course not,quot; said Peter. quot;But any giant looks impressive if only .
And it will c wher?”
quot;Upon my ; said trumpkin, quot;if you someone w.”
quot;; said Peter ;If only so small.
t even see ill he was close!”
quot;Send Glenstorm, Sire,quot; said truffleer. quot;No one ever laug a Centaur.”
An er t lords in trolling along teeter breakfast, looked up and sao taur and Giant imbletle, and bet recognize.
Nor indeed Edmunds sc t moment. For Aslan ting and a kind of greatness him.
quot;s to do?quot; said t;An attack?”
quot;A parley, rat; said Sopespian. quot;See, to surrender most likely.”
quot; is aur and t ; said Glozelle. quot; is not the boy Caspian.”
quot;No indeed,quot; said Sopespian. quot;t you, mail he like.”
quot;Ill ; said Glozelle.
quot;; said Sopespian. quot;e o tage on a combat.”
quot; be brougo it,quot; said Glozelle in a much lower voice.