CHAPTER FIVE
s as good as me no t either of us is much.”
tirian gave Jill a bo business o lig to still felt more like a cave t one s t its - and once to look c to pound up some of t o boiling er, , so as to make a kind of porridge. And of course to drink but er.
quot;I of tea,quot; said Jill.
quot;Or a tin of cocoa,quot; said Eustace.
quot;A firkin or so of good ; said tirian.