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’s race shall help to heal it.Draw near,you other two.”
The last words were spoken to Polly and the Cabby who had now arrived.Polly,all eyes and mouth,was staring at Aslan and holding the Cabby’s hand rather tightly.The Cabby gave one glance at the Lion,and took off his bowler hat:no one had yet seen him without it.When it was off,he looked younger and nicer,and more like a countryman and less like a London cabman.
“Son,”said Aslan to the Cabby.“I have known you long.Do you know me ?”
“Well,no,sir,”said the Cabby.“Leastways,not in an ordinary manner of speaking.Yet I feel somehow,if I may make so free,as, ow we’ve met before.”
“It is well,”said the Lion.“You know better than you think you know,and you shall live to know me better yet.How does this land please you ?”
“It’s a fair treat,sir,”said the Cabby.
“Would you like to live here always ?”
“Well you see sir,I’m a married man,”said the Cabby. “If my wife was here neither of us would e