Either because it was a less toxic species, or because by now Doug was growing immunized, or for some other unplumbable reason, in this case the effects were no worse than those from a bee sting.

Elaine the fair, Elaine the lovable, Elaine, the lily maid of Astolat, High in her chamber up a tower to the east Guarded the sacred shield of Lancelot;

On the connection between antiqueer and anticommunist hysteria...

That's funny looking mail, Sire, said Eustace. Aye, lad, said Tirian. "No Narnian dwarf smithied that. […]