No Good

I could see it lying there beside me, looking rather nasty. It was a most lovely feeling ... just as I was going to put my feet into the water I looked down and saw that they were all hard and rough and wrinkled and scaly just as they had been before. ...So I scratched and tore again and this under-skin peeled off beautifully and out I stepped and left it lying beside the other one and went down to the well... the same thing happened again... however many skins have I got to take off?... I scratched away for the third time... and stepped out of it. But as soon as I looked at myself in the water I knew it had been no good.

C.S. Lewis, The Voyage of the Dawn Treader