A red-brown streak flashes near them and reveals itself as a Fox, who sits on his hind legs and barks a laugh. "Hail, King Caspian!" it says. "Hail, Daughter of Eve! Will you join the frolic?"

"With a good will, dear Fox," Caspian laughs. The smile he turns on Susan is bright and delighted and boyish and full of joy. "Come, Su, come along."