“That was my folly， Edmund，” said Queen Susan， “of which I cry you mercy. Yet when he was with us in Narnia， truly this Prince bore himself in another fashion than he does now in Tashbaan. For I take you all to witness what marvellous feats he did in that great tournament and hastilude which our brother the High King made for him， and how meekly and courteously he consorted with us the space of seven days. But here， in his own city， he has shown another face.”
“Ah！” croaked the Raven. “It is an old saying： see the bear in his own den before you judge of his conditions.”
“That’s very true， Sallowpad，” said one of the Dwarfs. “And another is， Come， live with me and you‘ll know me.”
“Yes，” said the King. “We have now seen him for what he is： that is， a most proud， bloody， luxurious， cruel， and self. pleasing tryant.”
“Then in the name of Aslan，” said Susan， “let us leave Tashbaan this very day.”
“There’s the rub， sister，” said Edmund. “For now I must open to you all that has been growing in my mind these last two days and more. Peridan， of your courtesy， look to the door and see that there is no spy upon us. All well？ So. For now we must be secret.”
