HOW THEY LEFT THE ISLAND
"AND so," said Trumpkin (for, as you have realized, it was he who had been telling all this story to the four children, sitting on the grass in the ruined hall of Cair Paravel) - "and so I put a crust or two in my pocket, left behind all ons but my dagger, and took to the woods in the grey of the m. Id been plugging away for many hours when there came a sound that Id never heard the like of in my born days. Eh, I wont fet that. The whole air was full of it, loud as thunder but far longer, cool and sweet as music over water, but strong enough to shake the woods. And I said to myself, `If thats not the Horn, call me a rabbit. And a moment later I wondered why he hadnt blown it sooner-」
"What time was it?" asked Edmund.
"Between nine and ten of the clock," said Trumpkin.
"Just when we were at the railway station!" said all the children, and looked at one another with shining eyes.
"Please go on," said Lucy to the Dwarf.
"Well, as I was saying, I wondered, but I went on as hard as I could pelt. I kept on all night - and then, when it was half light this m, as if Id no more sehan a Giant, I risked a short cut across open try to cut off a big loop of the river, and was caught.
Not by the army, but by a pompous old fool who has charge of a little castle which is Mirazs last stronghold towards the coast. I tell you they got no true tale out of me, but I was a Dwarf and that was enough. But, lobsters and lollipops! it is a good thing the seneschal ompous fool. Anyone else would have ruhrough there and then. But nothing would do for him short of a grand execution: sending me down `to the ghosts in the full ceremonial way. And then this young lady", (he Susan) "does her bit of archery and it retty shooting, let me tell you - and here we are. And without my armour, for of course they took that." He knocked out and refilled his pipe.
"Great Scott!" said Peter. "So it was the horn - your own horn, Su - that dragged us all off that seat on the platform yesterday m! I hardly believe it; yet it all fits in.」
"I dont know why you shouldnt believe it," said Lucy, "if you believe in magic at all.
Arent there lots of stories about magic f people out of one place - out of one world - into another? I mean, when a magi in The Arabian Nights calls up a Jinn, it has to e. We had to e, just like that.」
"Yes," said Peter, "I suppose what makes it feel so queer is that iories its always someone in our world who does the calling. One doesnt really think about where the Jinns ing from.」
"And now we know what it feels like for the Jinn," said Edmund with a chuckle. "Golly!
Its a bit unfortable to know that we be whistled for like that. Its worse than what Father says about living at the mercy of the telephone.」
"But we want to be here, dont we," said Lucy, "if Aslan wants us?」
"Meanwhile," said the Dwarf, "what are we to do? I suppose Id better go back to King Caspian and tell him no help has e.」
"No help?" said Susan. "But it has worked. And here we are.」
"Um - um - yes, to be sure. I see that," said the Dwarf, whose pipe seemed to be blocked (at any rate he made himself very busy ing it). "But- well - I mean -」
"But dont you yet see who we are?" shouted Lucy. "You are stupid.」
"I suppose you are the four children out of the old stories," said Trumpkin. "And Im very glad to meet you of course