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CHAPTER TWELVE
once everyte clear. ing tarkaan himself.

    t  of it) raig.   figable, for it  s t  to table on purpose ever  since t began. And will figarkaan as  hard as he could.

    A neo tirians ed forarkaans scimitar, seized  o table, sing:  quot;Come in and meet tash yourself!”

    t.

    tside screamed. quot;tasas; and banged tased tain, tas  any rate, did not   to meet tash.

    For a moment or tirian did not kno dark inside table, as ed. rong lig was why he was blinking.

    urned to look at Risarkaan, but Ris looking at  ed; t , face doirian looked in tion warkaan  ed.

    And tood.

    A terrible figure o oill muc  ures s beak s eyes blazed. A  croaking voice came from its beak.

    quot;t called me into Narnia, Risarkaan.   to say?”

    But tarkaan neited tle: but   nig began to suspect t t be a  real tas of it  him now.

    itooping to pick up a asucked irian errible eyes: for of  course,  look at you straight.

    But immediately, from beasrong and calm as t;Begone, Monster, and take your lao your o Fathe-Sea.”

    ture vanisarkaan still under its arm. And  tirian turned to see who had spoken.

    And ing as it en in any  fight.

    Seven Kings and Queens stood before tering clot tirian boeously and  to speak ared  ,  for   not Jill as  seen  and tears and an old drill dress  come from bat first  s t, and  point. And t t of tace: but he also was changed as Jill was  changed.

    tirian suddenly felt a coming among t and s of a
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