“Well， no， sir，” said the Cabby. “Leastways， not in an ordinary manner of speaking. Yet I feel somehow， if I may make so free， as ‘ow we’ve met before.”
“It is well，” said the Lion. “You know better than you think you know， and you shall live to know me better yet. How does this land please you？”
“It‘s a fair treat， sir，” said the Cabby. “Would you like to live here always？”
“Well， you see， sir， I’m a married man，” said the Cabby. “If my wife was here neither of us would ever want to go back to London， I reckon. We‘re both country folks really.”
Aslan threw up his shaggy head， opened his mouth， and uttered a long， single note； not very loud， but full of power.
