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“What did you say ？”asked Caspian．
“Blooming lilies，your Majesty，”said Rynelf．“Same as in a pool or in a garden at home．”
“Look ！”said Lucy，who was in the stern of the boat．She held up her wet arms full of white petals and broad flat leaves．
“What’s the depth，Rynelf ？”asked Drinian．
“That’s the funny thing，Captain，”said Rynelf．“It’s still deep．Three and a half fathoms clear．”
“They can’t be real lilies—not what we call lilies，”said Eustace．
Probably they were not，but they were very like them．And when，after some consultation，the Dawn Treader turned back into the current and began to glide eastward through the Lily Lake or the Silver Seathey tried both these names but it was the Silver Sea that stuck and is now on Caspian’s mapthe strangest part of their travels began．Very soon the open sea which they were leaving was only a thin rim of blue on the western horizon．Whiteness，shot with faintest colour of gold，spread round them on every side，except just astern where their passage had thrust the lilies apart and left an open lane of water that shone like dark green glass．To look at， this last sea was very like the Arctic；and if their eyes had not by now grown as strong as eagles’ the sun on all that whiteness— especially at early morning when the sun was hugest—would have been unbearable．And every evening the same whiteness made the daylight last longer．There seemed no end to the lilies．Day after day from all those miles and leagues of flowers there rose a smell which Lucy found it very hard to describe；sweet—yes，but not at all sleepy or overpowering，a fresh，wild，lonely smell that seemed to get into your brain and make you feel that you could go up mountains at a run or wrestle with an elephant．She and Caspian said to one another，“I feel that I can’t stand much more of this， yet I don’t want it to stop．”
They took soundings very often but it was only several days later that the water became shallower．After that it went on getting shallower．There came a day when they had to row out of the current and feel their way forward at a snail’s pace，rowing．And soon it was clear that the Dawn Treader could sail no further east． Indeed it was only by very clever handling that they saved her from grounding．
“Lower the boat，”cried Caspian，“and then call the men aft．I must speak to them．”
“What’s he going to do ？”whispered Eustace to Edmund． “There’s a queer look in his eyes．”
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