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WHAT LUCY SAW SUSAN and the two boys were bitterly tired with rowing before they rouhe st headnd and began the final pull up Gsswater itself, and Lucys head ached frothe long hours of sun and the gre oer. Een Trukin longed for the oyage to be oer. The seat on which he sat to steer had been de for n, not Dwarfs, and his feet did not reach the floor-boards; and eeryone knows how unfortable that is een for
ten nutes. And as they all grew re tired, their spirits fell. Up till now the children had only been thinking of how to get to Caspian. Now they wondered what they would do when they found hi and how a handful of Dwarfs and woodnd creatures nbsuld defeat an ar of grown-up Huns.
Twilight was ing on as they rowed slowly up the windings of Gsswater Creek - a twilight which deepened as the banks drew clether and the ing trees began alst to et oerhead. It was ery quiet in here as the sound of the sea died away behind the theuld eehe trickle of the little strea that poured down frothe forest i;dfn;/dfnnto Gsswater.
They went ashore at st, far too tired to attet lighting a fire; and een a supper of apples (though st of thefe that they neer wao see an apple again) seed better than trying to catch or shoot anything. After a little silent ng they all huddled down together in the ss and dead leaes between fe beebsp; trees.
Eeryone ecept Lucy went to sleep at once. Lucy, being far less tired, found it hard to get fortable. Also, she had fotten till now that all Dwarfs snore. She khat one of the best ways of getting to sleep is to st, so she opened her eyes.
Through a gap in the bra and branches shuld just see a patch of water in the Creek and the sky aboe it. Then, with a thrill of ry, she saw again, after all those years, the bright Narnian stars. She had onower thaars of our own world, because as a Queen in Narnia she had goo bed ch ter than as a child in Engnd. And there they were - at least, three of the suer steltions nbsuld be seen frowhere she y: the Ship, the Haer, and the Leopard. quot;Dear old Leopard,quot; she rred happily to herself.
Instead of getting drowsier she was getting re awake - with an odd, night-ti, dreash kind of wakefulness. The Creek was growing brighter. She knew now that then on was on it, though shuldhe on. And now she began to feel that the whole forest was ing awake like herself. Hardly knowing why she did it, she got up quickly and walked a little distance away frotheir biouac.
quot;This is loely,quot; said Lucy to herself. It waol and fresh, delicious slls were floating eerywhere.
Sowhere close by she heard the twitter of a nightingale beginning to sing, then stopping, then ;dfn;/dfnbeginning again. It was a little lighter ahead. She went towards the light and ca to a pce where there were fewer trees, and whole patches or  ools of onlight, but the onlight and the shadows so ed that yould hardly be sure where anything was or what it was. At the sa nt the nightingale, satisfied at st with his tuning up, burst into full song.
Lucys eyes began to grow aced to the light, and she saw the trees that were her re distinctly. A great longing for the old days whereeuld talk in
Narnia ca oer her. She kly how each of these trees would talk if only shuld wake the and what sort of hun forit would put on. She looked at a siler birch: it would hae a soft, showery oid would look like a slender girl, with hair blown all about her face, and fond of dang. She looked at the oak: he would be a wizened, but hearty old n with a frizzled beard and warts on his fad hands, and hair growing out of the warts. She looked at the beeder which she was standing. Ah!
she would be the best of all. She would be a gracious goddess, soth and stately, the dy of the wood.
quot;Oh, Trees, Trees, Trees,quot; said Lucy (though she had not been intending to speak at all).
quot;Oh, Trees, wake, wake, wake. Dont you reer it? Dont you reer ? Dryads and Hadryads, e out, e to .”
Though there was not a breath of wind they all stirred about her. The rustling noise of the leaes was alst like words. The nightiopped singing as if to listen to it.
Lucy fe that at any nt she would begin to uand what the trees were trying to say. But the nt did he rustling died away. The nightingale resud its song. Een in the onlight the wood looked re ordinary agai Lubsp; had the feeling (as you sotis hae when you are trying to reer a na or a date and alst get it, but it anishes before you really do) that she had just ssed sothing: as if she had spoken to the trees a split sed too soon or a split sed too te, or used all the right words ecept one, or put in one word that was just wrong.
Quite suddenly she began to feel tired. She went back to the biouabsp; snuggled dowween Susan aer, and was asleep in a few nutes.
It was ld and cheerless waking for theall with a grey twilight in the wood (for the sun had not yet risen) ahing da and dirty.
quot;Apples, heigh-ho,quot; said Trukin with a rueful grin. quot;I st say you a kings and queens dont oerfeed youurtiers!”
They stood up and shook theeles and looked about. The trees were thibsp; and theuld see han a few yards in any dire.
quot;I suppose your Majesties know the way all right?quot; said the Dwarf.
quot;I dont,quot; said Susan. quot;Ie neer seen these woods in life before. In fact I thought all along that we ought to hae gone by the rier.”
quot;Then I think you ght hae said so at the ti,quot; answered Peter, with  ardonable sharpness.
quot;Oh, dont take any notice of her,quot; said Ednd. quot;She always is a wet b. Youe got that pocket pass of yours, Peter, haent you? Well, then, were as right as rain. Wee
only got to keep on going north-west - cross that little rier, the what- do-you-call-it? - the Rush -”
quot;I kno;quot; said Peter. quot;The ohat joins the big rier at the Fords of Beruna, or Berunas Bridge, as the D.L.F. calls it.”
quot;Thats right. Cross it and strike uphill, and well be at the Stoable (Asns How, I an) by eight or nine oclock. I hope King Caspian will gie us a good breakfast!”
quot;I hope youre right,quot; said Susan. quot;I t reer all that at all.”
quot;Thats the worst of girls,quot; said Ednd to Peter and the Dwarf. quot;They neer carry a p in their heads.”
quot;Thats because our heads hae sothing ihequot; said Lucy.
At first things seed to be going pretty well. They een -thought they had stru old path; but if you know anything about woods, you will know that one is always finding iginary paths. They disappear after about fie nutes and then you think you hae found another (and hope it is not bdi;/bdi but re of the sa one) and it also disappears, and after you hae been well lured out of yht dire you realize that none of thewere pats at all. The boys and the Dwarf, howeer, were used to woods and were not taken in for re than a few seds.
They had plodded on for about half an hour (three of theery stiff fronbsp; yesterdays rowing) when Trukin suddenly whispered, quot;Stop.quot; They all stopped. quot;Theres sothing following us,quot; he said in a low oice. quot;Or rather, sothing keeping up with us: oer there on the left.quot; They all stood still, listening and staring till their ears and eyes ached. quot;You and Id better each hae an arr,quot; said Susan to Trukin.
The Dwarf nodded, and when both bows were ready for a the party went on again.
They went a few dozen yards through fairly open woodnd, keeping a sharp look-out.
Then they ca to a pce where the undergrowth thied and they had to  ass o it. Just as they were passing the pce, there ca a sudden sothing that snarled and fshed, rising out frothe breaking twigs like a thunderbo. Lucy was knocked down and winded, hearing the twang of a b as she fell. When she was able to take notice of things again, she saw a great grilooking grey bear lying dead with Trukins arrow in its side.
quot;The D.L.F. beat you in that shooting tch, Su,quot; said #Peter, with a slightly forced sle. Een he had been shaken by this adenture.
quot;I - I left it too te,quot; said Susan, in an earrassed oice. quot;I was so afraid it ght be, you know - one of our kind of bears, a talking bear.quot; She hated killing things.
quot;Thats the trouble of it,quot; said Trukin, quot;when st of the beasts hae gone ene and gone du, but there are still so of the other ki. You neer know, and you darent wait to see.”
quot;Poor old Bruin,quot; said Susan. quot;You dont think he was?”
quot;Not he,quot; said the Dwarf. quot;I saw the fad I heard the snarl. He only wanted Little Girl for his breakfast. And talking of breakfast, I didnt want to disbsp; your Majesties when you said you hoped King Caspian would gie you a good one: but ats  recious scar ca. And theres good eating on a bear. It would be a sha to leae the carcass without taking a bit, and it wont dey us re than half an hour. I dare say you two youngsters - Kings, I should say - know how to skin a bear?”
quot;Lets go and sit down a fair way off,quot; said Susan to Lucy. quot;I know what a horrid ssy busihat will be.quot; Lucy shuddered and nodded. When they had sat down she said: quot;Such a horrible idea has e into head, Su. “
quot;Whats that?”
quot;Wouldnt it be dreadful if so day, in our own world, at ho, n started going wild inside, like the anils here, and still looked like n, so that youd neer know which were which?”
quot;Wee got enough to bother about here and now in Narnia,quot; said the  ractical Susan, quot;without igining things like that.”
When they rejoihe boys and the Dwarf, as ch as they thought they nbsuld carry of the best at had been cut off. Raw at is not a hing to fill ones  ockets with, but they folded it up in fresh leaes ahe best of it. They were all eperienced enough to know that they would feel quite differently about these squashy and unpleasant parcels when they had walked long enough to be really hungry.
ed again (stopping to wash three pairs of hands that in the first streathey passed) until the sun rose and the birds began to sing, and re flies than they wanted were buzzing in the bra. The stiffness froyesterdays rowing began to wear off. Eerybodys spirits rose. The sun grew warr and they took their hes off and carried the
quot;I suppose we are going right?quot; said Ednd about an hour ter.
quot;I dont see how we g as long as we dooo ch to the left,quot; said Peter. quot;If we bear too ch to the right, the worst that happen is wasting a little ti by striking the great Rier too soon and not cutting off the er.”
And agairudged on with no sou the thud of their feet and the jingle of their shirts.
quot;Wheres this bally Rush got to?quot; said Ednd a good deal ter.
quot;I certainly thought wed hae struck it by no;quot; said Peter. quot;But theres nothing to do but keep on.quot; They both khat the Dwarf was looking aniously at the but he said nothing.
And still they trudged on and their il shirts began to feel ery hot and heay.
quot;What oh?quot; said Peter suddenly.
They had e, without seeing it, alst to the edge of a sll precipibsp; frowhich they looked down into a ge with a rier at the botto On the far side the cliffs rose ch higher. None of the party ecept Ednd (and perhaps Trukin) was a rock clier.
quot;Isorry,quot; said Peter. quot;Its fau f this way. Were lost. Ie neer seen this p life before.”
The Dwarf gae a low whistle between his teeth.
quot;Oh, do lets go bad go the other way,quot; said Susan. quot;I knew all along wed get lost in these woods.”
quot;Susan!quot; said Lucy, reproachfully, quot;dont nag at Peter like that. Its so rotten, and hes doing all he .”
quot;And dont you snap at Su like that, either,quot; said Ednd. quot;I think shes quite right.”
quot;Tubs and tortoiseshells!quot; ecid Trukin. quot;If wee got lost ing, what ce hae we of finding our way back? And if were to go back to the Isnd and begin all ain - een supposing wuld - we ght as well gie the whole thing up. Miraz will hae finished with Caspian before we get there at that rate.”
quot;You think we ought to go on?quot; said Lucy.
quot;Inot sure the High King is lost,quot; said Trukin. quot;Whats to hihis rier being the Rush?”
quot;Because the Rush is not in a ge,quot; said Peter, keeping his teer with so difficuy.
quot;Your Majesty says is,quot; replied the Dwarf, quot;but oughtnt you to say was? You khis try hundreds - it y be a thousand - years ago. Maynt it hae ged? A ndslide ght hae pulled off half the side of that hill, leaing bare rock, and there are your precipices beyond the ge. Then the Rush ght go on deepening iturse year after
year till you get the little precipices this side. Or there ght hae been ahquake, or anything.”
quot;I hought of that,quot; said Peter.
quot;And anyway,quot; tirukin, quot;een if this is not the Rush, its flowing roughly north and so it st fall into the Great Rier anyway. I think I passed sothing that ght hae been it, on way down. So if we go dowht, well hit the Great Rier. Perhaps not so high as wed hoped, but at least well be no worse off than if youd y way.”
quot;Trukin, youre a brick,quot; said Peter. quot;e on, then. Down this side of the ge.”
quot;Look! Look! Look!quot; cried Lucy.
quot;Where? What?quot; said eeryone.
quot;The Lion,quot; said Lucy. quot;Asn hielf. Didnt you see?quot; Her face had ged pletely and her eyes shone.
quot;Do you really an -?quot; begaer.
quot;Where did you think you saw hiquot; asked Susan.
quot;Dont talk like a grown-up,quot; said Lucy, staing her foot. quot;I didnt think I saw hi I saw hi”
quot;Where, Lu?quot; asked Peter.
quht up there between those untain ashes. No, this side of the ge. And up, not down. Just the opposite of the way you want to go. And he wanted us to go where he was - up there.”
quot;How do you know that was what he wanted?quot; asked Ednd.
quot;He - I - I just kno;quot; said Lucy, quot;by his face.”
The others all looked at each other in puzzled silence.
quot;Her Majesty y well hae seen a lion,quot; put in Trukin. quot;There are lions in these woods, Ie been told. But it hae ;q..;/qbeen a friendly and talking lion ahan the bear was a friendly and talking bear.”
quot;Oh, dont be so stupid,quot; said Lucy. quot;Do you think I dont know Asn when I see hi”
quot;Hed be a pretty elderly lion by no;quot; said Trukin, quot;if hes one you knew when you were here before! And if iuld be the sa one, whats to preent hinbsp; haing gone wild and witless like so ny others?”
Lucy turned and I think she would hae flown at Trukin, if Peter had not id his hand on her ar quot;The D.L.F. doesnt uand. Hould he? You st just take it, Trukin, that we do really know about Asn; a little bit about hi I an. And you stnt talk about hilike that again. It isnt lucky for ohing: and its all nonsense for ahe only question is whether Asn was really there.”
quot;But I know he was,quot; said Lucy, her eyes filling with tears.
quot;Yes, Lu, but we dont, you see,quot; said Peter.
quot;Theres nothing for it but a ote,quot; said Ednd.
quot;All right,quot; replied Peter. quot;Youre the eldest, D.L.F. What do you ote for? Up or down?”
quot;Do;quot; said the Dwarf. quot;I know nothing about Asn. But I do know that if we tur and follow the ge up, it ght lead us all day before we found a pbsp; where wuld cross it. Whereas if we turn right and go down, were bound to reach the Great Rier;cite?;/cite in about uple of hours. And if there are any real lions about, we want to go away frothe not towards the”
quot;What do you say, Susan?”
quot;Dont be angry, Lu,quot; said Susan, quot;but I do think we should go down. Inbsp; dead tired. Do lets get out of this wretched wood into the open as quick as we . And none of us ecept you saw anything.”
quot;Ednd?quot; said Peter.
quot;Well, theres just this,quot; said Ednd, speaking quickly and turning a little red. quot;When we first dered Narnia a year ago - or a thousand years ago, whicheer it is - it was Lucy who dered it first and none of us would beliee her. I was the worst of the lot, I know. Yet she was right after all. Wouldnt it be fair to beliee her this ti? I ote foing up.”
quot;Oh, Ed!quot; said Lud seized his hand.
quot;And now its your turer,quot; said Susan, quot;and I do hope -”
quot;Oh, shut up, shut up a a chap think,quot; interrupted Peter. quot;Id bsp; rather not hae to ote. “
quot;Youre the High King,quot; said Trukin sternly.
quot;Do;quot; said Peter after a long pause. quot;I know Lucy y be right after all, but I t help it. We st do one or the other.”
So they set off to their right along the edge, downstrea And Lucy bsp; st of the party, g bitterly.
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