The_Complete_Chronicles_of_Narnia_(volumes_1-7,_in_order_of_publication)

"I am hungry," said Digory.
"Well, tuck in," said Fledge, taking a big mouthful of grass. Then he raised his head, still
chewing and with bits of grass sticking out on each side of his mouth like whiskers, and
said, "Come on, you two. Don't be shy. There's plenty for us all."
"But we can't eat grass," said Digory.
"H'm, h'm," said Fledge, speaking with his mouth full. "Well - h'm - don't know quite
what you'll do then. Very good grass too."
Polly and Digory stared at one another in dismay.
"Well, I do think someone might have arranged about our meals," said Digory.
"I'm sure Aslan would have, if you'd asked him," said Fledge.
"Wouldn't he know without being asked?" said Polly.
"I've no doubt he would," said the Horse (still with his mouth full). "But I've a sort of
idea he likes to be asked."
"But what on earth are we to do?" asked Digory.
"I'm sure I don't know," said Fledge. "Unless you try the grass. You might like it better
than you think."
"Oh, don't be silly," said Polly, stamping her foot. "Of course humans can't eat grass, any
more than you could eat a mutton chop."
"For goodness' sake don't talk about chops and things," said Digory. "It only makes it
worse."
Digory said that Polly had better take herself home by ring and get something to eat
there; he couldn't himself because he had promised to go straight on his message for
Aslan, and, if once he showed up again at home, anything might happen to prevent his
getting back. But Polly said she wouldn't leave him, and Digory said it was jolly decent
of her.
"I say," said Polly, "I've still got the remains of that bag of toffee in my jacket. It'll be
better than nothing."
"A lot better," said Digory, "But be careful to get your hand into your pocket without
touching your ring."