But that all depends on what you mean by somewhere. The road kept on getting to somewhere in the sense that it got to more and more trees， all dark and dripping， and to colder and colder air. And strange， icy winds kept blowing the mist past him though they never blew it away. If he had been used to mountain country he would have realized that this meant he was now very high up.perhaps right at the top of the pass. But Shasta knew nothing about mountains.
“I do think，” said Shasta， “that I must be the most unfortunate boy that ever lived in the whole world.
Ever ything goes right for ever yone except me. Those Narnian lords and ladies got safe away from Tashbaan； I was left behind. Aravis and Bree and Hwin are all as snug as anything with that old Hermit： of course I was the one who was sent on. King Lune and his people must have got safely into the castle and shut the gates long before Rabadash arrived， but I get left out.”
And being very tired and having nothing inside him， he felt so sorry for himself that the tears rolled down his cheeks.
