Out they went into the cold night.All the great Northern stars were burning above the tree-tops.The North-Star of that world is called the Spear-Head; it is brighter than our Pole Star.
For a time they could ght toward the Spear-Head but prently they came to a den thicket so that they had to go out of their cour to get round it.And after that—for they were still overshadowed by bra was hard to pick up their bearings.It was Jill who t them right again; she had been an excellent guide in England.And of cour she knew her Narnian stars perfectly, having traveled so mu the wild Northern Lands, and could work out the dire from other stars evehe Spear-Head was hidden.As soon as Tirian saw that she was the best pathfinder of the three of them he put her in front.And then he was astoo find how silently and almost invisibly she glided on before them.
“By the Mane！”he whispered to Eustace.“This girl is a wondrous wood-maid.If she had Dryad’s blood in her she could scarce do it better.”
“She’s so small, that’s what helps,”whispered Eustace.But Jill from in front said：“S-s-s-h, less noi.”
All round them the wood was very quiet.I was far too quiet.On an ordinary Narnia night there ought to have been nois—an occasional cheery“Goodnight”from a Hedgehog, the cry of an Owl overhead, perhaps a flute in the distao tell of Fauns dang, or some throbbing, hammering nois from Dwarfs underground.All that was silenced; gloom and fear reigned over Narnia.
After a time they began to go steeply uphill and the trees grew further apart.Tirian could dimly make out the well-known hilltop and the stable.Jill was now going with more and more caution：she kept on making signs to the others with her hand to do the same.Theopped dead still and Tirian saw her gradually sink down into the grass and disappear without a sound.A moment later she ro again, put her mouth clo to Tirian’s ear, and said in the lowest possible whisper,“Get down.Thee better.”She said thee for e not becau she had a lisp but becau she khe hissier S is the part of a whisper most likely to be overheard.Tirian at once lay down, almost as silently as Jill, but not quite, for he was heavier and older.And ohey were down, he saw how from that position you could e the edge of the hill sharp against the star-strewn sky.Two black shapes ro against it：one was the stable, and the other, a few feet in front of it, was a ery.He was keeping very ill watot walking or even standing but sitting with his spear over his shoulder and his on his chest.“Well done,”said Tirian to Jill.She had shown him exactly what he o know.