It was still afternoon when they came down to a place where the river valley had widened out and the river was broad and shallow. This was the Fords of Beruna and Aslan gave orders to halt on this side of the water. But Peter said，“Wouldn’t it be better to camp on the far side.for fear she should try a night attack or anything？”
Aslan， who seemed to have been thinking about something else， roused himself with a shake of his magnificent mane and said， “Eh？ What‘s that？” Peter said it all over again.
“No，” said Aslan in a dull voice， as if it didn’t matter. “No. She will not make an attack tonight.” And then he sighed deeply. But presently he added， “All the same it was well thought of. That is how a soldier ought to think. But it doesn‘t really matter.” So they proceeded to pitch their camp.
