“We will go first to the Three Bulgy Bears，” said Trumpkin. They came in a glade to an old hollow oak tree covered with moss， and Trufflehunter tapped with his paw three times on the trunk and there was no answer. Then he tapped again and a woolly sort of voice from inside said， “Go away. It‘s not time to get up yet.” But when he tapped the third time there was a noise like a small earthquake from inside and a sort of door opened and out came three brown bears， very bulgy indeed and blinking their little eyes. And when everything had been explained to them （which took a long time because they were so sleepy） they said， just as Trufflehunter had said， that a son of Adam ought to be King of Narnia and all kissed Caspian.very wet， snuffly kisses they were.and offered him some honey. Caspian did not really want honey， without bread， at that time in the morning， but he thought it polite to accept. It took him along time afterwards to get unsticky.
