"He must have been so grateful," Susan murmurs, as she pats her hands dry. "Yer Lord Rhoop. It were brave and bold of ye to venture so into such a place."

She sighs, a little wearily. "Ye are very kind, Sir Reepicheep. But it's not -- it's not as though -- I'd not deny the Dream-lord's power, do'ee ken? For oh, he's of the Seven, and beyond any mortal ken, for all that he's been kind to me. But this were different, and I'm shamed that I took on so for something I ken full well is over and done, say true."