“I—Ileftittoolate，”saidSusan，inanembarrassedvoice。“Iwassoafraiditmightbe，youknow—oneofourkialkingbear。”Shehatedkillingthings。
“That'sthetroubleofit，”saidTrumpkiofthebeastshavegoneenemyandgonedumb，buttherearestillsomeoftheotherki。Youneverknow，andyoudaren'twaittosee。”
“PooroldBruin，”saidSusan。“Youdon'tthinkhe>
“heDwarf。“IsawthefadIheardthesnarl。HeoleGirlforhisbreakfast。Andtalki，Ididn'twantteyourMajestieswhenyousaidyouhopedKingwouldgiveyouagoodo'sprecioussdthere'sgoodeatiwouldbeashametoleavethecarcasswithouttakingabit，anditwon'tdelayusmorethanhalfanhour。Idaresayyoutwoys，Ishouldsay—knowhowtoskinabear?”
&'sgoandsitdownafairwayoff，”saidSusantoLuowwhatahorridmessybusiwillbe。”Lucyshudderedaheyhadsatdownshesaid:“Suchahorribleideahasyhead，Su。”
“What'sthat?”
“Wouldn'titbedreadfulifsomeday，inourownworld，athome，menstartedgoingwildiheanimalshere，andstilllookedlikemen，sothatyou'dneverknohich?”
“We'vegotenoughtobotherabouthereandnowinNarnia，”saidthepracti，“withoutimaginingthi。”
&heyrejoiheboysandtheDwarf，asmuchastheythoughttheycouldcarryofthebestmeathadbeeneatisofillone'spocketswith，buttheyfoldeditupinfreshleavesaofit。Theyerieoknowthattheywouldfeelquitedifferentlyaboutthesesquashyapartheyhadwalkedloobereallyhungry。
ain（stoppingtowashthreepairsofhandsthathefirststreamtheypassed）untilthesuhebirdsbegantosing，ahaedwerebuzzinginthebra。Thestiffnessfromyesterday&#antowearoff。Everybody'sspiritsrose。Thesungrewwarmeraheirhelmetsoffahem。
“Isuppright?”saidEdmundaboutanhourlater。
“Idon'tseehowwegaslongaswedon'tbeartoomuchtotheleft，”saidPeter。“Ifwebeartoomuchtht，thepeniswastingalittletimebystrikiRivertoosoonandnotgofftheer。”
Andagairudgedonwithhethudoftheirfeetandthejiheirshirts。
“Where'sthisballyRushgotto?”saidEdmundagooddeallater。
&houghtwe'dhavestruoeter。“Butthere'snothingtodobutkeepohkheDwarfwaslookinganxiouslyatthem，buthesaidnothing。
Andstilltheytrudgedonandtheirmailshirtsbegantofeelveryhotandheavy。
“Whatoh?”saidPetersuddenly。
Theyhade，withoutseeingit，almosttotheedgeofasmallprewhichtheylookeddownintewithariveratthebottom。Onthefarsidetheuchhigher。hepartyexd（arumpkin）wasarockclimber。
“I'msorry，”saidPeter。“It'smyfaultfthisway。We'relost。I'vehisplamylifebefore。”
TheDwarfgavealowwhistlebetweeh。
“Oh，dolet'sgobadgotheotherway，”saidSusan。“Iknewallalongwe'dgetlostinthesewoods。”
“Susan!”saidLucy，reproachfully，“don'terlikethat。It'ssorotten，andhe'sdoingallhe。”
“Anddon'tyousnapatSulikethat，either，”saidEdmund。“Ithinkshe'squiteright。”
“Tubsandtortoiseshells!”exclaimedTrumpkin。“Ifwe'vegotlosting，whatcehaveweoffindingourwaybadifwe&#obacktotheIslandandbeginallain—evensupposingweightaswellgivethewholethingup。Mirazwillhavefihbefetthereatthatrate。”
“Youthiogoon?”saidLucy。
“I'mheHighKingislost，”saidTrumpkin。“What'stohihisriverbeingtheRush?”
&heRushisnotinage，”saidPeter，keepihsomedifficulty。
“YourMajestysaysis，”repliedtheDwarf，“butoughtn'tyoutosaywas?Youkhistryhumaybeathousand—yearsago。Mayn'tithaveged?Alahavepulledoffhalfthesideofthathill，leavingbarerodthereareyourprecipidthege。ThentheRushmightgooscourseyearafteryeartillyougetthelittleprecipicesthisside。hthavebeehquake，。”
&houghtofthat，”saidPeter。
“Andanyway，”uedTrumpkihisis'sflhlynorthandsoitmustfalliRiveranyway。Ithihingthatmighthavebeenit，onmywaydown。Soifwegodowht，we'llhittheGreatRiver。Perhapsnotsohighaswe'dhoped，butatleastwe'llbehanifyou'dy>
“Trumpkin，you'reabrick，”saidPeter。“eohissidee。”