You may be sure they watched the cliffs on their left eagerly for any sign of a break or any place where they could climb them； but those cliffs remained cruel. It was maddening， because ever yone knew that if once they were out of the gorge on that side， they would have only a smooth slope and a fairly short walk to Caspian’s headquarters.
The boys and the Dwarf were now in favour of lighting a fire and cooking their bear.meat. Susan didn‘t want this； she only wanted， as she said， “to get on and finish it and get out of these beastly woods”. Lucy was far too tired and miserable to have any opinion about anything. But as there was no dry wood to be had， it mattered very little what anyone thought. The boys began to wonder if raw meat was really as nasty as they had always been told. Trumpkin assured them it was.
Of course， if the children had attempted a journey like this a few days ago in England， they would have been knocked up. I think I have explained before how Narnia was altering them. Even Lucy was by now， so to speak， only one.third of a little girl going to boarding school for the first time， and two.thirds of Queen Lucy of Narnia.
“At last！” said Susan. “Oh， hurray！” said Peter.