“Third point： Susan has just found one of our old chessmen . or something as like one of them as two peas.”
Still nobody answered.
“Fourth point. Don’t you remember.it was the very day before the ambassadors came from the King of Calormen. don‘t you remember planting the orchard outside the north gate of Cair Paravel？ The greatest of all the wood.people， Pomona herself， came to put good spells on it. It was those very decent little chaps the moles who did the actual digging. Can you have forgotten that funny old Lilygloves， the chief mole， leaning on his spade and saying， ’Believe me， your Majesty， you‘ll be glad of these fruit trees one day.’ And by Jove he was right.”
“I do！ I do！” said Lucy， and clapped her hands.
“But look here， Peter，” said Edmund. “This must be all rot. To begin with， we didn‘t plant the orchard slap up against the gate. We wouldn’t have been such fools.”
“No， of course not，” said Peter. “But it has grown up to the gate since.”
“And for another thing，” said Edmund， “Cair Paravelwasn‘t on an island.”
