Lucy tried hard to console him and even screwed up her courage to kiss the scaly face， and nearly everyone said “Hard luck” and several assured Eustace that they would all stand by him and many said there was sure to be some wayf disenchanting him and they‘d have him as right as rain a day or two. And of course they were all very anxious to ear his story， but he couldn’t speak. More than once in the ays that followed he attempted to write it for them on the and. But this never succeeded. In the first place Eustace ever having read the right books） had no idea how to tell story straight. And for another thing， the muscles and erves of the dragon.claws that he had to use had never arned to write and were not built for writing anyway. As a esult he never got nearly to the end before the tide came and washed away all the writing except the bits he had lready trodden on or accidentaly swished out with his il. And all that anyone had seen would be something likehis.the dots are for the bits he had smudged out.
I W N E T T O S L E E . . . R G O S A G R O N S I M E A N DRANGONS CAVE CAUSE IT WAS DEAD AND AINING SO HAR... WOKE UP AND COU... GET OFFF MI ARM OH BOTHER...
