thecliff,andhowshehadhelpedtomuffnearlyallthesigns,andaboutallthesnappingsandquarrellings.Aedtosay"Imsorry"butshecouldnotspeak.ThentheLiohemtowardshimwithhiseyes,adownandtouchedtheirpalefaceswithhistongue,andsaid:"Thinkofthatnomore.Iwillnotalwaysbescolding.YouhavedoheworkforwhichIsentyouintoNarnia.”

    "Please,Aslan,"saidJill,"maywegohomenow?”

    "Yes.IhaveetyouHome,"saidAslan.Thenheopenedhismouthwideandblew.Butthistimetheyhadnosenseofflyingthroughtheair:instead,itseemedthattheyremaiill,andthewildbreathofAslanblewawaytheshipandthedeadKing

    aleandthesnowaersky.Forallthesethingsfloatedoffintotheairlikewreathsofsmoke,andsuddenlytheywerestandingibrightnessofmid-summersunshine,onsmoothturf,amongmightytrees,andbesideafair,freshstream.

    ThentheysawthattheywereoncemoreontheMountainofAslan,highupaboveandbeyondtheendofthatworldinwhiarnialies.ButthestrahingwasthatthefuneralmusicfCaspianstillwenton,thoughnoonecouldtellwhereitcamefrom.TheywerewalkingbesidethestreamandtheLiobeforethem:andhebecamesobeautiful,andthemusicsodespairing,thatJilldidnotknowwhichofthemitwasthatfilledhereyeswithtears.

    ThenAslanstopped,andthechildrenlookedintothestream.Andthere,onthegoldengravelofthebedofthestream,layKingCaspian,dead,withthewaterflowingoverhimlikeliquidglass.Hislongwhitebeardswayedinitlikewater-weed.Andallthreestooda.EventheLio:greatLion-tears,eachtearmorepreciousthahwouldbeifitwasasinglesoliddiamond.AndJillnoticedthatEustacelookedher