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d Lucy as soon as she had breath enough．For Caspian it was；Caspian，the boy king of Narnia whom they had helped to set on the throne during their last visit． Immediately Edmund recognized him too．All three shook hands and clapped one another on the back with great delight．
“But who is your friend ？”said Caspian almost at once， turning to Eustace with his cheerful smile．But Eustace was crying much harder than any boy of his age has a right to cry when nothing worse than a wetting has happened to him，and would only yell out，“Let me go．Let me go back．I don’t like it．”
“Let you go ？”said Caspian．“But where ？”
Eustace rushed to the ship’s side，as if he expected to see the picture frame hanging above the sea，and perhaps a glimpse of Lucy’s bedroom．What he saw was blue waves flecked with foam，and paler blue sky，both spreading without a break to the horizon．Perhaps we can hardly blame him if his heart sank．He was promptly sick．
“Hey ！Rynelf，”said Caspian to one of th
