Reepicheep put forward his left leg， drew back his right， bowed， kissed her hand， straightened himself， twirled his whiskers， and said in his shrill， piping voice：
“My humble duty to your Majesty. And to King Edmund， too.” （Here he bowed a gain.） “Nothing except your Majesties’ presence was lacking to this glorious venture.”
“Ugh， take it away，” wailed Eustace. “I hate mice. And I never could bear performing animals. They‘re silly and vulgar and.and sentimental.”
“Am I to understand，” said Reepicheep to Lucy after a long are at Eustace， “that this singularly discourteous person is nder your Majesty’s protection？ Because， if not.”
At this moment Lucy and Edmund both sneezed.
“What a fool I am to keep you all standing here in our wet things，” said Caspian. “Come on below and get hanged. I‘ll give you my cabin of course， Lucy， but I’m fraid we have no women‘s clothes on board. You’ll have to ake do with some of mine. Lead the way， Reepicheep， like good fellow.”
