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TIRIAN had thought-or he would have thought if he had time to think at all-that they were inside a little thatched stable，about twelve feet long and six feet wide. In reality they stood on grass， the deep blue sky was overhead，and the air which blew gently on their faces was that of a day in early summer. Not far away from them rose a grove of trees，thickly leaved，but under every leaf there peeped out the gold or faint yellow or purple or glowing red of fruits such as no one has seen in our world. The fruit made Tirian feel that it must be autumn but there was something in the feel of the air that told him it could not be later than June. They all moved towards the trees．

Everyone raised his hand to pick the fruit he best liked the look of，and then everyone paused for a second. This fruit was so beautiful that each felt“It can’t be meant for me... surely we’re not allowed to pluck it.”

“It’s all right，”said Peter.“I know what we’re all thinking.

But I’m sure，qu