They went ashore at last, far too tired to attempt lighting a fire； and even a supper of apples （though most of them felt that they never wao e an apple again） emed better than trying to catch or shoot anything. After a little silent mung they all huddled down together in the moss and dead leaves between four large beech trees.
Everyone except Lucy went to sleep at once. Lucy, being far less tired, found it hard to get fortable. Also, she had fotten till now that all Dwarfs snore. She khat one of the best ways of getting to sleep is to st, so she opened her eyes. Through a gap in the bra and branches she could just e a patch of water in the Creek and the sky above it. Then, with a thrill of memory, she saw again, after all tho years, the bright Narnian stars. She had onown them better thaars of our own world, becau as a Queen in Narnia she had goo bed much later than as a child in England. And there they were-at least, three of the summer stellations could be en from where she lay：the Ship, the Hammer, and the Leopard. “Dear old Leopard,” she murmured happily to herlf.
They went ashore at last, far too tired to attempt lighting a fire； and even a supper of apples （though most of them felt that they never wao e an apple again） emed better than trying to catch or shoot anything. After a little silent mung they all huddled down together in the moss and dead leaves between four large beech trees.
Everyone except Lucy went to sleep at once. Lucy, being far less tired, found it hard to get fortable. Also, she had fotten till now that all Dwarfs snore. She khat one of the best ways of getting to sleep is to st, so she opened her eyes. Through a gap in the bra and branches she could just e a patch of water in the Creek and the sky above it. Then, with a thrill of memory, she saw again, after all tho years, the bright Narnian stars. She had onown them better thaars of our own world, becau as a Queen in Narnia she had goo bed much later than as a child in England. And there they were-at least, three of the summer stellations could be en from where she lay：the Ship, the Hammer, and the Leopard. “Dear old Leopard,” she murmured happily to herlf.
Instead of getting drowsier she was getting more awake—with an odd night-time, dreamish kind of wakefulness. The Creek was growing brighter. She knew now that the moon was on it, though she couldhe moon. And now she began to feel that the whole forest was ing awake like herlf. Hardly knowing why she did it, she got up quickly and walked a little distance away from their bivouac.