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e Dawn Treader to row through the endless carpet of lilies．The Dawn Treader flew all her flags and hung out her shields to honour their departure．Tall and big and homelike she looked from their low position with the lilies all round them．And even before she was out of sight they saw her turn and begin rowing slowly westward．Yet though Lucy shed a few tears，she could not feel it as much as you might have expected ．The light，the silence，the tingling smell of the Silver Sea， evenin some odd waythe loneliness itself，were too exciting．
There was no need to row，for the current drifted them steadily to the east．None of them slept or ate．All that night and all next day they glided eastward，and when the third day dawned—with a brightness you or I could not bear even if we had dark glasses on— they saw a wonder ahead．It was as if a wall stood up between them and the sky，a greenish-grey，trembling，shimmering wall． Then up came the sun，and at its first rising they saw it through the wall and
