chater ix a gd night’ wrk

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ABOUT four hours later Tirian flung himself into one of the bunks to snatch a little sleep. The two children were already snoring：he had made them go to bed before he did because they would have to be up most of the night and he knew that at their age they couldn’t do without sleep. Also，he had tired them out. First he had given Jill some practice in archery and found that，though not up to Narnian standards，she was really not too bad. Indeed she had succeeded in shooting a rabbit not a Talking rabbit， of course：there are lots of the ordinary kind about in Western Narnia and it was already skinned，cleaned，and hanging up. He had found that both the children knew all about this chilly and smelly job; they had learned that kind of thing on their great journey through Giant-Land in the days of Prince Rilian. Then he had tried to teach Eustace how to use his sword and shield. Eustace had learned quite a lot about sword fighting on his earlier adventures but that had been all with a strai