They got up and Tirian now took the lead.Very slowly, hardly daring to breathe, they made their to a little clump of trees which was not more than forty feet away from the ntinel.
“Wait here till I e again,”he whispered to the other two.“If I miscarry, fly.”Then he sauntered out boldly in full view of the ehe man started when he saw him and was just going to jump to his feet; he was afraid Tirian might be one of his own officers and that he would get into trouble for sitting down.But before he could get up Tirian had dropped on one knee beside him, saying：
“Art thou a warrior of the Tisroc’s, may he live for ever?It cheers my heart to meet thee among all the beasts and devils of Narnians.Give me thy hand, friend.”
Before he well knew what was happening the ery found his right hand ized in a mighty grip. instant someone was kneeling on his legs and a dagger resd against his neck.
“One noi and thou art dead,”said Tirian in his ear.“Tell me where the Uni is and thou shalt live.”
“B—behind the stable, O My Master,”stammered the unfortunate man.
“Good.Ri up and lead me to him.”
As the man got up the point of the dagger never left his neck.It only traveled round（cold and rather ticklish）as Tirian got behind him and ttled it at a ve plader his ear.Trembling he went round to the back of the stable.
Though it was dark Tirian could e the white shape of Jewel at once.
“Hush！”he said.“No, do not neigh.Yes, Jewel, it is I.How have they tied thee?”
“Hobbled by all fs and tied with a bridle t iable wall,”came Jewel’s voice.
“Stand here, ntry, with your back to the wall.So.Now, Jewel, t the point of your hainst this ene’s breast.”
“With a good will, Sire,”said Jewel.
“If he moves, rive him to the heart.”Then in a few ds Tirian cut the ropes.With the remains of them he bound the ntry hand and foot.Finally he made him open his mouth, stuffed it full of grass and tied him up from scalp to so that he could make no noi, lowered the man into a sitting position and t him against the wall.