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第1615章 The Last Battle(192)

The Dogs darted on ahead and came back a moment later, unning as if their lives depended on it, and barking loudly o say that it really was a Calormene. (Talking Dogs, just ke the common ones, behave as if they thought whatever hey are doing at the moment immensely important.)The others followed where the Dogs led them and found young Calormene sitting under a chestnut tree beside a lear stream of water. It was Emeth. He rose at once and owed gravely.

“Sir,” he said to Peter, “I know not whether you are my iend or my foe, but I should count it my honour to have ou for either. Has not one of the poets said that a noble iend is the best gift and a noble enemy the next best?” “Sir,” said Peter, “I do not know that there need be any ar between you and us.”

“Do tell us who you are and what‘s happened to you,” said Jill.

“If there’s going to be a story, let‘s all have a drink and sit down,” barked the Dogs. “We’re quite blown.”

“Well of course you will be if you keep tearing about the way you have done,” said Eustace.