When the meal was over the Faun told Shasta to stay quietly where he was. “And it wouldn’t do you any harm to have a little sleep，” he added. “I‘ll call you in plenty of time to get on board. And then， Home. Narnia and the North！”
Shasta had so enjoyed his dinner and all the things Tumnus had been telling him that when he was left alone his thoughts took a different turn. He only hoped now that the real Prince Corin would not turn up until it was too late and that he would be taken away to Narnia by ship. I am afraid he did not think at all of what might happen to the real Corin when he was left behind in Tashbaan. He was alittle worried about Aravis and Bree waiting for him at the Tombs. But then he said to himself， “Well， how can I help it？” and， “Anyway， that Aravis thinks she’s too good to go about with me， so she can jolly well go alone，” and at the same time he couldn‘t help feeling that it would be much nicer going to Narnia by sea than toiling across the desert.
