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erhead and once Peter and Trumpkin．both thought an eagle．But of course what the children and the Dwarf wanted to see as soon as possible was the Great River below them，and Beruna，and the way to Aslan’s How．
As they went on，the Rush began to fall more and more steeply．Their journey became more and more of a climb and less and less of a walk—in places even a dangerous climb over slippery rock with a nasty drop into dark chasms，and the river roaring angrily at the bottom.
You may be sure they watched the cliffs on their left eagerly for any sign of a break or any place where they could climb them; but those cliffs remained cruel．It was maddening，because everyone knew that if once they were out of the gorge on that side，they would have only a smooth slope and a fairly short walk to Caspian’s headquarters．
The boys and the Dwarf were now in favour of lighting a fire and cooking their bear-meat．Susan didn’t want this; she only wanted，as she said，“to get on and finish it
