“Ah！” said Puddleglum in a tone almost of contentment， he’ll want to have the leg off at the knee， I shouldn‘t onder. You see if he doesn’t.“ But he was quite glad to staybed.
Breakfast was scrambled eggs and toast and Eustace ckled it just as if he had not had a very large supper in the iddle of the night.
“I say， Son of Adam，” said the Faun， looking with a certain we at Eustace‘s mouthfuls. “There’s no need to hurry quite o dreadfully as that. I don‘t think the Centaurs have quite nished their breakfasts yet.”
“Then they must have got up very late，” said Eustace. “I bet it’s after ten o‘clock.”
“Oh no，” said Orruns. “They got up before it was light.” “Then they must have waited the dickens of a time forbreakfast，” said Eustace.
“No， they didn’t，” said Orruns. “They began eating the minute they woke.”
