“Golly！” said Eustace. “Do they eat a very big breakfast？” “Why， Son of Adam， don‘t you understand？ A Centaur hasa man.stomach and a horse.stomach. And of course both want breakfast. So first of all he has porridge and pavenders and kidneys and bacon and omelette and cold ham and toast and marmalade and coffee and beer. And after that he attends to the horse part of himself by grazing for an hour or so and finishing up with a hot mash， some oats， and a bag of sugar. That’s why it‘s such a serious thing to ask a Centaur to stay for the weekend. A very serious thing indeed.”
At that moment there was a sound of horse.hooves tapping on rock from the mouth of the cave， and the children looked up. The two Centaurs， one with a black and one with a golden beard flowing over their magnificent bare chests， stood waiting for them， bending their heads a little so as to look into the cave. Then the children became very polite and finished their breakfast very quickly. No one thinks a Centaur funny when he sees it. They are solemn， majestic people， full of ancient wisdom which they learn from the stars， not easily made either merry or angry； but their anger is terrible as a tidal wave when it comes.
