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for saying：
“Are you still sure of those signs，Pole ？ What’s the one we ought to be after，now ？”
“Oh，come on ！Bother the signs,”said Pole. “Something about someone mentioning Aslan’s name，I think. But I’m jolly well not going to give a recitation here.”
As you see，she had got the order wrong. That was because she had given up saying the signs over every night. She still really knew them，if she troubled to think：but she was no longer so“pat”in her lesson as to be sure of reeling them off in the right order at a moment’s notice and without thinking. Puddleglum’s question annoyed her because，deep down inside her，she was already annoyed with herself for not knowing the Lion’s lesson quite so well as she felt she ought to have known it. This annoyance，added to the misery of being very cold and tired， made her say，“Bother the signs.”She didn’t perhaps quite mean it.
“Oh，that was next，was it ？”said Puddleglum. “Now I wonder，are you right ？ Got’em mixed，I shouldn’t
