"It's a picnic," Susan says, as if it's the most obvious thing in the world.

Really, now, Uncle Caspian. Who wouldn't want to come for a picnic and stay all afternoon.

"Merry, Susan, would you two look after your uncle for a moment for me?" Amy asks, returning her brother's wink. "I'm going to go make arrangements with Nurse Marta."

There's a chorus of "Yes, Mama," and then Merry turns back to his uncle. "We always have to ask Nurse Marta. She's in charge. Even Papa has to listen to Nurse Marta."

Or, at least, so it seems to Merry.