 You keep saying we. Are you coming with us? Oh, yes. I'm coming, of course. Might as well, you see. I don't suppose we shall ever see the king back in Narnia now that he's set off to foreign parts. And he had a nasty cough when he left. And this Trumpkin, he's failing fast. And you'll find there'll have been a bad harvest after this terrible dry summer. And I shouldn't wonder if some enemy attacked Narnia. Mark my words. Oh.