And when he was alone in a green glade, he flung himself down on his face and lay a long time without moving.

It had been such a happy week.

And he was so tired of adventures.
When at last he sniffed with an air of finality and raised his head, the first thing he saw was Lucy, sitting quite still with her back to him.
'Hullo!' he said rather crossly, 'what are you doing here ?' 'Saying the multiplication table,' said Lucy promptly and turned her head, 'so as not even to think about you.

And I haven't even once turned round.

I knew you wanted to be alone.