likeachildg,norlikeabandwantingtohideit,butlikeagrownupg.Atleast,thatistheshecouldgettoit;butreally,asshesaid,peopledoohaveanyparticularagesonthatmountain.

    "SonofAdam,"saidAslan,"gointothatthicketandpluckthethornthatyouwillfindthere,andbringittome.”

    Eustaceobeyed.Thethornwasafootlongandsharpasarapier.

    "Driveitintomypaw,SonofAdam,"saidAslan,holdinguphisrightfore-pareadingoutthegreatpadtowardsEustace.

    "MustI?"saidEustace.

    "Yes,"saidAslan.

    TheacesethisteethanddrovethethornintotheLionspad.Andtherecameoutagreatdropofblood,redderthanallredhatyouhaveeverseenined.

    AnditsplashedintothestreamoverthedeadbodyoftheKing.Atthesamemomentthedolefulmusicstopped.AndthedeadKiobeged.Hiswhitebeardturogrey,andfromgreytoyellow,andgotshorterandvaogether;andhissunkencheeksgrewroundandfresh,andthewrinklesweresmoothed,andhiseyesopened,andhiseyesandlipsbothlaughed,andsuddenlyheleapedupandstoodbeforethem-averyyoungman,oraboy.(ButJillcouldntsaywhich,becauseofpeoplehavingnoparticularagesinAslanstry.Eveninthisworld,ofcourse,itisthestupidestchildrenwhoaremostchildishaupidestgrown-upswhoaremostgrownup.)AndherushedtoAslanandflunghisarmsasfarastheywouldgoroundthehugenedhegaveAslarongkissesofaKing,andAslahewildkissesofaLion.

    AtlastCaspianturheothers.Hegaveagreatlaughofastonishedjoy.

    "Why!Eustace!"hesaid."Eustace!Soyoudidreachtheendoftheworldafterall.Whataboutmysed-bestswordthatyoubrokeonthese