They reached the fir wood which had caused them so much trouble while it was still daylight， and bivouacked in a hollow just above it. It was tedious gathering the firewood； but it was grand when the fire blazed up and they began producing the damp and smeary parcels of bear.meat which would have been so very unattractive to anyone who had spent the day indoors. The Dwarf hadsplendid ideas about cookery. Each apple （they still had a few of these） was wrapped up in bear‘s meat.as if it was to be apple dumpling with meat instead of pastry， only much thicker.and spiked on a sharp stick and then roasted. And the juice of the apple worked all through the meat， like apple sauce with roast pork. Bear that has lived too much on other animals is not very nice， but bear that has had plenty of honey and fruit is excellent， and this turned out to be that sort of bear. It was a truly glorious meal. And， of course， no washing up.only lying back and watching the smoke from Trumpkin’s pipe and stretching one‘s tired legs and chatting. Everyone felt quite hopeful now about finding King Caspian tomorrow and defeating Miraz in a few days. It may not have been sensible of them to feel like this， but they did.
