“It lies within the skirts of the Great Woods and it is a huge mound which Narnians raised in very ancient times over a very magical place， where there stood.and perhaps still stands.a ver y magical Stone. The Mound is all hollowed out within into galleries and caves， and the Stone is in the central cave of all. There is room in the mound for all our stores， and those of us who have most need of cover and are most accustomed to underground life can be lodgedin the caves. The rest of us can lie in the wood. At a pinch all of us （except this worthy Giant） could retreat into the Mound itself， and there we should be beyond the reach of every danger except famine.”
“It is a good thing we have a learned man among us，” said Trufflehunter； but Trumpkin muttered under his breath， “Soup and celery！ I wish our leaders would think less about these old wives‘ tales and more about victuals and arms.” But all approved of Cornelius’s proposal and that very night， half an hour later， they were on the march. Before sunrise they arrived at Aslan‘s How.
