“No difficulty at all， my dear girl，” said Lasaraleen. “I’lltake you home. My husband‘s away and no one will see you. Phew！ It’s not much fun with the curtains drawn. I want to see people. There‘s no point in having a new dress on if one’s to go about shut up like this.”
“I hope no one heard you when you shouted out to me like that，” said Aravis.
“No， no， of course， darling，” said Lasaraleen absentmindedly. “But you haven‘t even told me yet what you think of the dress.”
“Another thing，” said Aravis. “You must tell your people to treat those two horses very respectfully. That’s part of the secret. They‘re really Talking Horses from Narnia.”
“Fancy！” said Lasaraleen. “How exciting！ And oh， darling， have you seen the barbarian queen from Narnia？ She’s staying in Tashbaan at present. They say Prince Rabadash is madly in love with her. There have been the most wonderful parties and hunts and things all this last fortnight. I can‘t see that she’s so ver y pretty myself. But some of the Narnian men are lovely. I was taken out on a river party the day before yesterday， and I was wearing my.”
