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er　going　to　narnia　by　sea　than　toiling　across　the　desert。

when　he　had　thought　all　this　he　did　what　i　expect　you　would　have　done　if　　you　had　been　up　very　early　and　had　a　long　walk　and　a　great　deal　of　excitement　and　then　a　　very　good　meal；　and　were　lying　on　a　sofa　in　a　cool　room　with　no　noise　in　it　except　　when　a　bee　came　buzzing　in　through　the　wide　open　windows。　he　fell　asleep。

what　woke　him　was　a　loud　crash。　he　jumped　up　off　the　sofa；　staring。　he　saw　　at　once　from　the　mere　look　of　the　room　…　the　lights　and　shadows　all　looked　　different　…　that　he　must　have　slept　for　several　hours。　he　saw　also　what　had　made　the　crash：　a　　costly　porcelain　vase　which　had　been　standing　on　the　window…sill　lay　on　…the　floor　　broken　into　about　thirty　pieces。　but　he　hardly　noticed　all　these　things。　what　he　did　　notice　was　two　hands　gripping　the　window…sill　from　outside。　they　gripped　harder　and　harder　　（getting　　

white　at　the　knuckles）　and　then　up　came　a　head　and　a　pair　of　shoulders。　a　　moment　later　there　was　a　boy　of　shastas　own　age　sitting　astride　the　sill　with　one　leg　　hanging　down　inside　the　room。

shasta　had　never　seen　his　own　face　in　a　looking…glass。　even　if　he　had；　he　　might　not　have　realized　that　the　other　boy　was　（at　ordinary　times）　almost　exactly　like　　himself。　at　the　moment　this　boy　was　not　particularly　like　anyone　for　he　had　the　finest　　black　eye　you　ever　saw；　and　a　tooth　missing；　and　his　clothes　（which　must　have　been　splendid　　ones　when　he　put　them　on）　were　torn　and　dirty；　and　there　was　both　blood　and　mud　on　his　　face。

〃who　are　you？〃　said　the　boy　in　a　whisper。

〃are　you　prince　corin？〃　said　shasta。

〃yes；　of　course；〃　said　the　other。　〃but　who　are　you？鈥�

〃im　nobody；　nobody　in　particular；　i　mean；〃　said　shasta。　〃king　edmund　　caught　me　in　the　street　and　mistook　me　for　you。　i　suppose　we　must　look　like　one　another。　can　　i　get　out　the　way　youve　got　in？鈥�

〃yes；　if　youre　any　good　at　climbing；〃　said　corin。　〃but　why　are　you　in　such　　a　hurry？　i　say：　we　ought　to　be　able　to　get　some　fun　out　of　this　being　mistaken　for　one　　another。鈥�

〃no；　no；〃　said　shasta。　〃we　must　change　places　at　once。　itll　be　simply　　frightful　if　mr　tumnus　es　back　and　finds　us　both　here。　ive　had　to　pretend　to　be　you。　　and　youre　starting　tonight　…　secretly。　and　where　were　you　all　this　time？鈥�

〃a　boy　in　the　street　made　a　beastly　joke　about　queen　susan；〃　said　prince　　corin；　〃so　i　knocked　him　down。　he　ran　howling　into　a　house　and　his　big　brother　came　out。　　so　i　knocked　the　big　brother　down。　then　they　all　followed　me　until　we　ran　into　　three　old　men　with　spears　who　are　called　the　watch。　so　i　fought　the　watch　and　they　　knocked　me　down。

it　was　getting　dark　by　now。　then　the　watch　took　me　along　to　lock　me　up　　somewhere。　so　i　asked　them　if　theyd　like　a　stoup　of　wine　and　they　said　they　didnt　mind　　if　they　did。　then　i　took　them　to　a　wine　shop　and　got　them　some　and　they　all　sat　down　and　　drank　till　they　feel　asleep。　i　thought　it　was　time　for　me　to　be　off　so　i　came　out　quietly　　and　then　i　found　the　first　boy　…　the　one　who　had　started　all　the　trouble　…　still　hanging　　about。　so　i　knocked　him　down　again。　after　that　i　climbed　up　a　pipe　on　to　the　roof　of　a　house　　and　lay　quiet　till　it　began　to　get　light　this　morning。　ever　since　that　ive　been　finding　my　　way　back。　i　say；　is　there　anything　to　drink？鈥�

〃no；　i　drank　it；〃　said　shasta。　〃and　now；　show　me　how　you　got　in。　theres　　not　a　minute　to　lose。　youd　better　lie　down　on　the　sofa　and　pretend…but　i　forgot。　itll　be　　no　good　with　all　those　bruises　and　black　eye。　youll　just　have　to　tell　them　the　truth；　once　　im　safely　away。鈥�

〃what　else　did　you　think　id　be　telling　them？〃　asked　the　prince　with　a　　rather　angry　look。

〃and　who　are　you？鈥�

〃theres　no　time；〃　said　shasta　in　a　frantic　whisper。　〃im　a　narnian；　i　　believe；　something　northern　anyway。　but　ive　been　brought　up　all　my　life　in　calormen。　and　im　　escaping：　across　the　desert；　with　a　talking　horse　called　bree。　and　now；　quick！　how　do　　i　get　away？鈥�

〃look；〃　said　corin。　〃drop　from　this　window　on　to　the　roof　of　the　verandah。　　but　you　must　do　it　lightly；　on　your　toes；　or　someone　will　hear　you。　then　along　to　your　　left　and　you　can　get　up　to　the　top　of　that　wall　if　youre　any　good　at　all　as　a　climber。　then　　along　the　wall　to　the　corner。　drop　onto　the　rubbish　heap　you　will　find　outside；　and　there　you　　are。鈥�

〃thanks；〃　said　shasta；　who　was　already　sitting　on　the　sill。　the　two　boys　　were　looking　into　each　others　faces　and　suddenly　found　that　they　were　friends。

〃good…bye；〃　said　corin。　〃and　good　luck。　i　do　hope　you　get　safe　away。鈥�

〃good…bye；〃　said　shasta。　〃i　say；　you　have　been　having　some　adventures。鈥�

〃nothing　to　yours；〃　said　the　prince。　〃now　drop；　lightlyi　say；〃　he　added　as　　shasta　dropped。　〃i　hope　we　meet　in　archenland。　go　to　my　father　king　lune　and　tell　　him　youre　a　friend　of　mine。　look　out！　i　hear　someone　ing。鈥�

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shasta　among　the　tombs　　shasta　ran　lightly　along　the　roof　on　tiptoes。　it　felt　hot　to　his　bare　feet。　　he　was　only　a　few　seconds　scrambling　up　the　wall　at　the　far　end　and　when　he　got　to　the　　corner　he　found　himself　looking　down　into　a　narrow；　smelly　street；　and　there　was　a　rubbish　　heap　against　the　outside　of　the　wall　just　as　corin　had　told　him。　before　jumping　down　he　　took　a　rapid　glance　round　him　to　get　his　bearings。　apparently　he　had　now　e　over　the　　crown　of　the　island…hill　on　which　tashbaan　is　built。　everything　sloped　away　before　him；　　flat　roofs　below　flat　roofs；　down　to　the　towers　and　battlements　of　the　citys　northern　　wall。　beyond　that　was　the　river　and　beyond　the　river　a　short　slope　covered　with　gardens。　　but　beyond　that　again　there　was　something　he　had　never　seen　the　like　of　…　a　great　　yellowish…grey　thing；　flat　as　a　calm　sea；　and　stretching　for　miles。　on　the　far　side　of　it　　were　huge　blue　things；　lumpy　but　with　jagged　edges；　and　some　of　them　with　white　tops。　〃the　　desert！　the　mountains！〃　thought　shasta。

he　jumped　down　on　to　the　rubbish　and　began　trotting　along　downhill　as　fast　　as　he　could　in　the　narrow　lane；　which　soon　brought　him　into　a　wider　street　where　there　　were　more　people。　no　one　bothered　to　look　at　a　little　ragged　boy　running　along　on　　bare　feet。　still；　he　was　anxious　and　uneasy　till　he　turned　a　corner　and　there　saw　the　city　gate　　in　front　of　him。

here　he　was　pressed　and　jostled　a　bit；　for　a　good　many　other　people　were　　also　going　out；　and　on　the　bridge　beyond　the　gate　the　crowd　became　quite　a　slow　procession；　　more　like　a　queue　than　a　crowd。　out　there；　with　clear　running　water　on　each　side；　it　　was　deliciously　fresh　after　the　smell　and　heat　and　noise　of　tashbaan。

when　once　shasta　had　reached　the　far　end　of　the　bridge　he　found　the　crowd　　melting　away；　everyone　seemed　to　be　going　either　to　the　left　or　right　along　the　　river　bank。　he　went　straight　ahead　up　a　road　that　did　not　appear　to　be　much　used；　between　　gardens。　in　a　few　paces　he　was　alone；　and　a　few　more　brought　him　to　the　top　of　the　slope。　　there　he　stood　and　stared。　it　was　like　ing　to　the　end　of　the　world　for　all　the　　grass　stopped　quite　suddenly　a　few　feet　before　him　and　the　sand　began：　endless　level　sand　like　　on　a　sea　shore　but　a　bit　rougher　because　it　was　never　wet。　the　mountains；　which　now　looked　　further　off　than　before；　loomed　ahead。　greatly　to　his　relief　he　saw；　about　five　　minutes　walk　away　on　his　left；　what　must　certainly　be　the　tombs；　just　as　bree　had　described　　them；　great　masses　of　mouldering　stone　shaped　like　gigantic　bee…hive；　but　a　little　narrower。　　they　looked　very　black　and　grim；　for　the　sun　was　now　setting　right　behind　them。

he　turned　his　face　west　and　trotted　towards　the　tombs。　he　could　not　help　　looking　out　very　hard　for　any　sign　of　his　friends；　though　the　setting　sun　shone　in　his　　face　so　that　he　could　see　hardly　anything。　〃and　anyway；〃　he　thought；　〃of　course　theyll　be　　round　on　the　far　side　of　the　farthest　tomb；　not　this　side　where　anyone　might　see　them　　from　the　city。鈥�

there　were　about　twelve　tombs；　each　with　a　low　arched　doorway　that　opened　　into　absolute　blackness。　they　were　dotted　about　in　no　kind　of　order；　so　that　it　　took　a　long　time；　going　round　this　one　and　going　round　that　one；　before　you　could　be　　sure　that　you　had　looked　round　every　side　of　every　tom