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t you？ Well，then，we’re as right as rain.We’ve only got to keep on going north west—cross that little river，the what-do-you-call-it？—the Rush—”
“I know，”said Peter．“The one that joins the big river at the Fords of Beruna，or Beruna’s Bridge，as theD．L．F．calls it．”
“That’s right．Cross it and strike uphill，and we’ll be at the Stone Table Aslan’s How，I mean by eight or nine o’clock．I hope King Caspian will give us a good breakfast！”
“I hope you’re right，”said Susan．“I can’t remember all that at all．”
“That’s the worst of girls，”said Edmund to Peter and the Dwarf．“They never carry a map in their heads．”
“That’s because our heads have something inside them，”said Lucy.
At first things seemed to be going pretty well．They even thought they had struck an old path; but if you know anything about woods，you will know that one is always finding imaginary paths．They disappear after about five minutes and then you think you have found another and hope it is not
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