“SoyouheRings?”saidTirian。
“No，”saidEustaeverevensawthem。Aslandiditallforusinhisoiths。”
“ButtheHighKihem，”saidTirian。
“Yes，”saidJill。“Butwedon'tthinkheusethem。WheherPevensies—KingEdmundandQueehere，Aslansaidtheywouldain。AndhesaidsomethingofthesamesorttotheHighKing，onlylo。Youmaybesurehe'llelikeashotifhe'sallowed。”
“Gosh!”saidEustace。“It'sgettinghotinthissuhere，Sire?”
“Look，”saidTirianamanyyardsawaygraybattlemehetree-tops，ae&#theycameoutinanopengrassyspace。Astreamranacrossitandonthefarsideofthestreamstoodasquat，squaretowerwithveryfewandnarrosandoneheavy-lookingdoorihatfacedthem。
Tirianlookedsharplythiswayandthattomakesurethatnoenemieswereinsight。Thehetowerandstoodstillforamomentfishinguphisbunchofkeyswhichheworeiing-dressonanarrowsilverthatwentrouwasanichofkeysthathebroughtout，foldenandmanywereriented:youcouldseeatoheywerekeysmadefsolemroomsinpalaces，ordcasketsofsweet-smellingwoodthatedroyaltreasures。Butthekeywhiowputintothelockofthedandplainandmorerudelymade。Thelockwasstiffandforamahathewouldoturnit:butatlasthedidandthedopenwithasullencreak。
“Welefriends，”saidTiriahisisthebestpalacethattheKingofNarniauests。”
Tiriaoseethatthetwershadbeenwellbroughtup。Theybothsaidandthattheyweresureitwouldbeverynice。
Asamatteroffactitartiice。Itwasratherdarkandsmelledverydamp。Therewasonlyoneroominitandthisrhtuptothestoneroof:awoodenstaireerleduptoatrapdoorbywhichyoucouldgetoutolements。Therewereafewrudebunkstosleepin，amanylodbuherewasalsoahearthwhichlookedasifnobodyhadlitafireinitfreatmanyyears。
“We'dbettergooutandgathersomefirew，hadn'twe?”saidJill。
“，rade，”saidTiriaermiheyshouldunarmed，andbegahelockers，thankfullyrememberingthathehadalwaysbeeohavethesegarrisontowersiedoomakesurethattheywerestockedwithallthihebswerethereintheirgsofoiledsilk，thesearsweregreasedagainstrust，andthearmortbrightinitsings。Buttherewassomethier。“Lookyou!”saidTiriaalongmailshirtofacuriouspatternabeforethe'seyes。
“That'sfunny-lookingmail，Sire，”saidEustace。
“Aye，lad，”saidTirian。“NoNarnianDwarfsmithiedthat。'Tismailofen，outlandishgear。Ihaveeverkeptafewsuitsofitinreadiness，forIneverknewwhenIhthavereasontowalkuheTisroc'sland。Andlookonthisstohisthereisajuiceehaverubbeditonourhandsandfaces，willmakeusbrownasenes。”
“Ohhurrah!”saidJill。“Disguise!Ilovedisguises。”
Tiriahemhowtopouroutalittleofthejuisoftheirhandsawellovertheirfaecks，rightdowntotheshoulders，aheirhands，rightuptotheelbows。Hedidthesamehimself。
&hishashardenedonus，”hesaid，“ateranditwillhingbutoilandasheswillmakeuswhiteNarniansagain。AndJill，letusgoseehowthismailshirtbeesyou。'TissomethingtoolosomuchasIfeared。DoubtlessitbelooapageiraiheirTarkaans。”
&hemailshirtstheyputos，whicharelittlerouingtighttotheheadandhaviop。ThenTiriantooklongrollsofsomewhitestuffoutofthelodwouhehelmetstilltheybecameturbans:butthelittlesteelspikestillstuthemiddle。HeaookcurvedeneswordsandlittlerouherewasnhtenoughforJill，buthegaveheralhthuntingknifewhichmightdoforasinch。
“Hastanyskillwiththebow，maiden?”saidTirian。
“Nothingworthtalkingof，”saidJill，blushing。“Scrubb'snotbad。”
“Don'tyoubelieveher，Sire，”saidEustace。“We'vebothbeenpragarcheryeversibaNarnialasttime，andshe'saboutasgoodasmenow。herofusismuch。”
&iriangaveJillabowandaquiverfullofarrows。Thebusiolightafire，forioweritstillfeltmorelikealikeanythingindoorsa。Buttheygatheringwood—thesunwasnowatitshighest—aheblazetheeytheplatolookcheerful。Dinnerwas，however，adullmeal，forthebesttheycoulddoouhehardbiscuitwhichtheyfoundinalodpouritintoboilihsalt，soastomakeakinde。Andofcoursetherewasnothingtodrinkbut>
“Iwishwe&#htapacketoftea，”saidJill。
“Oratinofcocoa，”saidEustace。
“Afirkinoodwihesetowerswouldnothavebeenamiss，”saidTirian。