Caspian missed his nurse very much and shed many tears； and because he was so miserable， he thought about the old stories of Narnia far more than before. He dreamed of Dwarfs and Dryads every night and tried very hard to make the dogs and cats in the castle talk to him. But the dogs only wagged their tails and the cats only purred.
Caspian felt sure that he would hate the new Tutor， buy when the new Tutor arrived about a week later he turns out to be the sort of person it is almost impossible not to like. He was the smallest， and also the fattest， man Caspian had ever seen. He had a long， silvery， pointed beard which came down to his waist， and his face， which was brown and covered with wrinkles， looked very wise， very ugly， and very kind. His voice was grave and his eyes were merry so that， until you got to know him really well， it was hard to know when he was joking and when he was serious. His name was Doctor Cornelius.
Of all his lessons with Doctor Cornelius the one that Caspian liked best was History. Up till now， except for Nurse’s stories， he had known nothing about the History of Narnia， and he was very surprised to learn that the royal family were newcomers in the country.
