The_Complete_Chronicles_of_Narnia_(volumes_1-7,_in_order_of_publication)

"That's landsman's talk," said Drinian. "There's always a prevailing west wind in these
seas all through the late summer, and it always changes after the New Year. We'll have
plenty of wind for sailing westward; more than we shall like from all accounts."
"That's true, Master," said an old sailor who was a Galmian by birth. "You get some ugly
weather rolling up from the east in January and February. And by your leave, Sire, if I
was in command of this ship I'd say to winter here and begin the voyage home in March."
"What'd you eat while you were wintering here?" asked Eustace.
"This table," said Ramandu, "will be filled with a king's feast every day at sunset."
"Now you're talking!" said several sailors.
"Your Majesties and gentlemen and ladies all," said Rynelf, "there's just one thing I want
to say. There's not one of us chaps as was pressed on this journey. We're volunteers. And
there's some here chat are looking very hard at that table and thinking about king's feasts
who were talking very loud about adventures on the day we sailed from Cair Paravel, and
swearing they wouldn't come home till we'd found the end of the world. And there were
some standing on the quay who would have given all they had to come with us. It was
thought a finer thing then to have a cabin-boy's berth on the Dawn Treader than to wear a
knight's belt. I don't know if you get the hang of what I'm saying. But what I mean is that
I think chaps who set out like us will look as silly as - as those Dufflepuds - if we come
home and say we got to the beginning of the world's end and hadn't the heart to go
further."
Some of the sailors cheered at this but some said that that was all very well.
"This isn't going to be much fun," whispered Edmund to Caspian. "What are we to do if
half those fellows hang back?"
"Wait," Caspian whispered back. "I've still a card to play."
"Aren't you going to say anything, Reep?" whispered Lucy.
"No. Why should your Majesty expect it?" answered Reepicheep in a voice that most
people heard. "My owns plans are made. While I can, I sail east in the Dawn Treader.
When she fails me, I paddle east in my coracle. When she sinks, I shall swim east with
my four paws. And when I can swim no longer, if I have not reached Aslan's country, or
shot over the edge of the world in some vast cataract, I shall sink with my nose to the
sunrise and Peepiceek will be head of the talking mice in Narnia."
"Hear, hear," said a sailor, "I'll say the same, barring the bit about the coracle, which
wouldn't bear me." He added in a lower voice, "I'm not going to be outdone by a mouse."