CHAPTER TWELVE
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in t state at all. feast at Cair Paravel. (But in Narnia your good clotable ones. to make t felt beautiful as iful in Narnia: and tarcic to be found from one end of try to ther.)
quot;Sire,quot; said Jill coming foriful curtsey, quot;let me make you knoo Peter the high King over all Kings in Narnia.”
tirian o ask ers hand.
quot;; ;You are o me.”
And th cheeks as a high King should.
to t of t even s old, and t;Sir, t Lady Polly Day, s talk.quot; to a man ; ;is t day. And ter, the Queen Lucy.”
quot;Sir,quot; said tirian, ;If I , t your Majesty ters? here is Queen Susan?”
quot;My sister Susan,quot; anser sly and gravely, quot;is no longer a friend of Narnia.”
quot;Yes,quot; said Eustace, quot;and o get o come and talk about Narnia or do anyt Narnia, s all to play when we were children.“
quot;O; said Jill. quot;Serested in not nylons and lipstick and invitations. S too keen on being grown-up.”
quot;Gro; said t;I ing to be te all t of rying to stay t age. o race on to t time of ones life as quick as sop there as long as she can.”
quot;ell, dont lets talk about t no; said Peter. quot;Look! -trees. Let us taste them.”
And t time, tirian looked about ure was.