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but a deafening bray from the donkey and a well…aimed kick at one of the guards made it clear that these kindly offers were ungratefully received。
and here; to get him out of the way; id better finish off the story of rsh。 he (or it)
was duly sent back by boat to tashbaan and brought into the temple of tash at the great autumn festival; and then he became a man again。 but of course four or five thousand people had seen the transformation and the affair could not possibly be hushed up。 and after the old tisrocs death when rsh became tisroc in his place he turned out the most peaceable tisroc calormen had ever known。 this was because; not daring to go more than ten miles from tashbaan; he could never go on a war himself: and he didnt want his tarkaans to win fame in the wars at his expense; for that is the way tisrocs get overthrown。 but though his reasons were selfish; it made things much more fortable for all the smaller countries round calormen。 his own people never forgot that he had been a donkey。 during his reign; and to his face; he was called rsh the peacemaker; but after his death and behind his back he was called rsh the ridiculous; and if you look him up in a good history of calormen (try the local library) you will find him under that name。 and to this day in calormene schools; if you do anything unusually stupid; you are very likely to be called 〃a second rsh〃。
meanwhile at anvard everyone was very glad that he had been disposed of before the real fun began; which was a grand feast held that evening on the lawn before the castle; with dozens of lanterns to help the moonlight。 and the wine flowed and tales were told and jokes were cracked; and then silence was made and the kings poet with two fiddlers stepped out into the middle of the circle。 aravis and cor prepared themselves to be bored; for the only poetry they knew was the calormene kind; and you know now what that was like。 but at the very first scrape of the fiddles a rocket seemed to go up inside their heads; and the poet sang the great old lay of fair olvin and how he fought the giant pire and turned him into stone (and that is the origin of mount pire … it was a two …headed giant)
and won the lady liln for his bride; and when it was over they wished it was going to begin again。 and though bree couldnt sing he told the story of the fight at zalindreh。
and lucy told again (they had all; except aravis and cor; heard it many times but they all wanted it again) the tale of the wardrobe and how she and king edmund and queen susan and peter the high king had first e into narnia。
and presently; as was certain to happen sooner or later; king lune said if was time for young people to be in bed。 〃and tomorrow; cor;〃 he added; 〃shalt e over all the castle with me and see the estres and mark all its strength and weakness: for it will be thine to guard when im gone。鈥
〃but corin will be the king then; father;〃 said cor。
〃nay; lad;〃 said king lune; 〃thou art my heir。 the crown es to thee。鈥
〃but i dont want it;〃 said cor。 〃id far rather…鈥
〃tis no question what thou wantest; cor; nor i either。 tis in the course of law。鈥
〃but if were twins we must be the same age。鈥
〃nay;〃 said the king with a laugh。 〃one must e first。 art corins elder by full twenty minutes。 and his better too; lets hope; though thats no great mastery。〃 and he looked at corin with a twinkle in his eyes。
〃but; father; couldnt you make whichever you like to be the next king?鈥
〃no。 the kings under the law; for its the law makes him a king。 hast no more power to start away from thy crown than any sentry from his post。鈥
〃oh dear;〃 said cor。 〃i dont want to at all。 and corin … i am most dreadfully sorry。 i never dreamed my turning up was going to chisel you out of your kingdom。鈥
〃hurrah! hurrah!〃 said corin。 〃i shant have to be king。 i shant have to be king。 ill always be a prince。 its princes have all the fun。鈥
〃and thats truer than thy brother knows; cor;〃 said king lune。 〃for this is what it means to be a king: to be first in every desperate attack and last in every desperate retreat; and when theres hunger in the land (as must be now and then in bad years) to wear finer clothes and laugh louder over a scantier meal than any man in your land。鈥
when the two boys were going upstairs to bed cor again asked corin if nothing could be done about it。 and corin said: 〃if you say another word about it; ill … ill knock you down。鈥
it would be nice to end the story by saying that after that the two brothers never disagreed about anything again; but i am afraid it would not be true。 in reality they quarrelled and fought just about as often as any other two boys would; and all their fights ended (if they didnt begin) with cor getting knocked down。 for though; when they had both grown up and bee swordsmen; cor was the more dangerous man in battle; neither he nor anyone else in the north countries could ever equal corin as a boxer。 that was how he got his name of corin thunder…fist; and how he performed his great exploit against the lapsed bear of stormness; which was really a talking bear but had gone back to wild bear habits。 corm climbed up to its lair on the narnian side of stormness one winter day when the snow was on the hills and boxed it without a time…keeper for thirty…three rounds。 and at the end it couldnt see out of its eyes and became a reformed character。
aravis also had many quarrels (and; im afraid; even fights) with cor; but they always made it up again: so that years later; when they were grown up; they were so used to quarrelling and making it up again that they got married so as to go on doing it more conveniently。 and after king lunes death they made a good king and queen of archenland and ram the great; the most famous of all the kings of archenland; was their son。 bree and hwin lived happily to a great age in narnia and both got married but not to one another。 and there werent many months in which one or both of them didnt e trotting over the pass to visit their friends at anvard。
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