“I know now that you were no traitor， boy，” said King Edmund， laying his hand on Shasta’s head. “But if you would not be taken for one， another time try not to hear what‘s meant for other ears. But all’s well.”
After that there was so much bustle and talk and coming and going that Shasta for a few minutes lost sight of Corin and Edmund and Lucy. But Corin was the sort of boy whom one is sure to hear of pretty soon and it wasn‘t very long before Shasta heard King Edmund saying in a loud voice：
“By the Lion’s Mane， prince， this is too much！ Will your Highness never be better？ You are more of a heart‘s.scald than our whole army together！ I’d as lief have a regiment of hornets in my command as you.”
Shasta wormed his way through the crowd and there saw Edmund， looking very angry indeed， Corin looking a little ashamed of himself， and a strange Dwarf sitting on the ground making faces. A couple of fauns had apparently just been helping it out of its armour.
“If I had but my cordial with me，” Queen Lucy was saying， “I could soon mend this. But the High King has so strictly charged me not to carry it commonly to the wars and to keep it only for great extremities！”