“I am confounded，” said Reepicheep to Aslan. “I am completely out of countenance. I must crave your indulgence for appearing in this unseemly fashion.”
“It becomes you very well， Small One，” said Aslan.
“All the same，” replied Reepicheep， “if anything could be done... Perhaps her Majesty？” and here he bowed to Lucy.
“But what do you want with a tail？” asked Aslan.
“Sir，” said the Mouse， “I can eat and sleep and die for my King without one. But a tail is the honour and glory of a Mouse.”
“I have sometimes wondered， friend，” said Aslan， “whether you do not think too much about your honour.”
