“What are the two daughters of Eve whispering about？” said Aslan， turning very suddenly on Polly and the Cabby‘s wife， who had in fact been making friends.
“If you please， sir，” said Queen Helen （for that is what Nellie the cabman’s wife now was）， “I think the little girl would love to go too， if it weren‘t no trouble.”
“What does Fledge say about that？” asked the Lion.
“Oh， I don’t mind two， not when they‘re little ones，” saidFledge. “But I hope the Elephant doesn’t want to come as well.”
The Elephant had no such wish， and the new King of Narnia helped both the children up： that is， he gave Digory a rough heave and set Polly as gently and daintily on the horse‘s back as if she were made of china and might break. “There they are， Strawberry.Fledge， I should say. This is a rum go.”
“Do not fly too high，” said Aslan. “Do not try to go over the tops of the great ice.mountains. Look out for the valleys， the green places， and fly through them. There will always be a way through. And now， be gone with my blessing.”
“Oh， Fledge！” said Digory， leaning forward to pat the Horse’s glossy neck. “This is fun. Hold on to me tight， Polly.”
