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'Where are we going?' whispered Beatrice, urgently.

'Somewhere we can talk. And get some supplies,' replied Caspian, mysteriously.

'Supplies?'

'Yes. Here we are,' he looked behind them surreptitiously, then pulled open an anonymous door. 'Go in.'

Beatrice shot him a glance, but remembered his ethical values, and entered into the darkness. Caspian followed her, closing the door behind them and turning the bolt.

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