“This table，” said Ramandu， “will be filled with a king’s feast every day at sunset.”
“Now you‘re talking！” said several sailors.
“Your Majesties and gentlemen and ladies all，” said Rynelf， “there’s just one thing I want to say. There‘s not one of us chaps as was pressed on this journey. We’re volunteers. And there‘s some here that are looking very hard at that table and thinking about king’s feasts who were talking very loud about adventures on the day we sailed from Cair Paravel， and swearing they wouldn‘t come home till we’d found the end of the world. And there were some standing on the quay who would have given all they had to come with us. It was thought a finer thing then to have a cabin.boy‘s berthn the Dawn Treader than to wear a knight’s belt. I don‘t now if you get the hang of what I’m saying. But what I ean is that I think chaps who set out like us will look as lly as.as those Dufflepuds.if we come home and say we ot to the beginning of the world‘s End and hadn’t the heart o go further.”
Some of the sailors cheered at this but some said that hat was all very well.
“This isn‘t going to be much fun，” whispered Edmund o Caspian. “What are we to do if half those fellows hang ack？”