"Then the lion said--but I don’t know if it spoke--You will have to let me undress you. I was afraid of his claws, I can tell you, but I was pretty nearly desperate now. So I just lay flat down on my back to let him do it.
"The very first tear he made was so deep that I thought it had gone right into my heart. And when he began pulling the skin off, it hurt worse than anything I've ever felt. The only thing that made me able to bear it was jut the pleasure of feeling the stuff peel off. You know--if you've ever picked the scab of a sore place. It hurts like billy-oh but it is such fun to see it coming away."
"I know exactly what you mean," said Edmund.
“Is he safe?”
This was the question King David asked the messengers. A league of rebels had mounted an insurrection against the throne, and during a sortie, the armies of the king encountered the rebel forces. David had been waiting for news about the fighting, and when he saw the fleet-footed courier appear on the horizon, he was anxious to hear the report he brought.
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