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so old now as I was then.Every morning a bird brings me a fire-berry from the valleys in the Sun,and each fire-berry takes away a little of my age.And when I have become as young as the child that was born yesterday,then I shall take my rising againfor we are at earth’s eastern rimand once more tread the great dance.”
“In our world,”said Eustace,“a star is a huge ball of flaming gas.”
“Even in your world,my son,that is not what a star is but only what it is made of.And in this world you ave already met a star,for I think you have been with Coriakin.”
“Is he a retired star,too ?”said Lucy.
“Well,not quite the same,”said Ramandu.“It was not quite as a rest than he was set to govern the Duffers.You might call it a punishment.He might have shone for thousands of years more in the southern winter sky if all had gone well.”
“What did he do,Sir ?”asked Caspian.
“My son,”said Ramandu,“it is not for you,a son of Adam, to know what faults a star can comm