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to be asleep. And，as a result，at night they’re so blind and stupid that you can’t get a word out of them. So we owls have got into the habit of meeting at sensible hours，on our own，when we want to talk about things.”
“I see,”said Scrubb. “Well now，let’s get on. Tell us all about the lost Prince.”Then an old owl，not Glimfeather，related the story.
About ten years ago，it appeared，when Rilian，the son of Caspian，was a very young knight，he rode with the Queen his mother on a May morning in the north parts of Narnia. They had many squires and ladies with them and all wore garlands of fresh leaves on their heads，and horns at their sides；but they had no hounds with them，for they were maying，not hunting. In the warm part of the day they came to a pleasant glade where a fountain flowed freshly out of the earth，and there they dismounted and ate and drank and were merry. After a time the Queen felt sleepy，and they spread cloaks for her on the grassy bank，and Prince Rilian with the re
