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orses gazed into it too。 They could see it was a magic pool： instead of reflecting the tree and the sky it revealed cloudy and coloured shapes moving； always moving； in its depths。 But they could see nothing clearly。 The Hermit could and from time to time he told them what he saw。 A little while before Shasta rode into his first battle； the Hermit had begun speaking like this：
〃I see one…two…three eagles wheeling in the gap by Stormness Head。 One is the oldest of all the eagles。 He would not be out unless battle was at hand。 I see him wheel to and fro； peering down sometimes at Anvard and sometimes to the east； behind Stormness。 Ah…I see now what Rsh and his men have been so busy at all day。 They have felled and lopped a great tree and they are now ing out of the woods carrying it as a ram。 They have learned something from the failure of last night's assult。 He would have been wiser if he had set his men to making ladders： but it takes too long and he is impatient。 Fool that he is！ He ought to have ridden back to Tashbaan as soon as the first attack failed； for his whole plan depended on speed and surprise。 Now they are bringing their ram into position。 King Lune's men are shooting hard from the walls。 Five Calormenes have fallen： but not many will。 They have their shields above their heads。 Rsh is giving his orders now。 With him are his most trusted lords； fierce Tarkaans from the eastern provinces。 I can see their faces。 There is Corradin of Castle Tormunt； and Azrooh； and Chlamash； and Ilgamuth of the twisted lip； and a tall Tarkaan with a crimson beard…〃
〃By the Mane； my old master Anradin！〃 said Bree。
〃S…s…sly〃 said Aravis。
〃Now the ram has started。 If I could hear as well as see； what a noise that would make！ Stroke after stroke： and no gate can stand it for ever。 But wait！ Something up by Stormness has scared the birds。 They're ing out in masses。 And wait again 。 。 。 I can't see yet 。 。 。 ah！ Now I can。 The whole ridge； up on the east； is black with horsemen。 If only the wind would catch that standard and spread it out。 They're over the ridge now； whoever they are。 Aha！ I've seen the banner now。 Narnia； Narnia！ It's the red lion。 They're in full career down the hill now。 I can see King Edmund。 There's a woman behind among the archers。 Oh！…〃
〃What is it？〃 asked Hwin breathlessly。
〃All his Cats are dashing out from the left of the line。〃
〃Cats？〃 said Aravis。
〃Great cats； leopards and such；〃 said the Hermit impatiently。 〃I see； I see。 The Cats are ing round in a circle to get at the horses of the dismounted men。 A good stroke。 The Calormene horses are mad with terror already。 Now the Cats are in among them。 But Rsh has reformed his line and has a hundred men in the saddle。 They're riding to meet the Narnians。 There's only a hundred yards between the two lines now。 Only fifty。 I can see King Edmund； I can see the Lord Peridan。 There are two mere children in the Narnian line。 What can the King be about to let them into battle？ Only ten yards…the lines have met。 The Giants on the Narnian right are doing wonders 。 。 。 but one's down 。 。 。 shot through the eye； I suppose。 The centre's all in a muddle。 I can see more on the left。 There are the two boys again。 Lion alive！ one is Prince Corm。 The other； like him as two peas。 It's your little Shasta。 Corm is fighting like a man。 He's killed a Calormene。 I 'can see a bit of the centre now。 Rsh and Edmund almost met then； but the press has separated them…〃
〃What about Shasta？〃 said Aravis。
〃Oh the fool！〃 groaned the Hermit。 〃Poor； brave little fool。 He knows nothing about this work。 He's making no use at all of his shield。 His whole side's exposed。 He hasn't the faintest idea what to do with his sword。 Oh； he's remembered it now。 He's waving it wildly about 。 。 。 nearly cut his own pony's head off； and he will in a moment if he's not careful。 It's been knocked out of his hand now。 It's mere murder sending a child into the battle； he can't live five minutes。 Duck you fool…oh； he's down。〃
〃Killed？〃 asked three voices breathlessly。
〃How can I tell？〃 said the Hermit。 〃The Cats have done their work。 All the riderless horses are dead or escaped now： no retreat for the Calormenes on them。 Now the Cats are turning back into the main battle。 They're leaping on the rams…men。 The ram is down。 Oh； good！ good！ The gates are opening from the inside： there's going to be a sortie。 The first three are out。 It's King Lune in the middle： the brothers Dar and Darrin on each side of him。 Behind them are Tran and Shar and Cole with his brother Colin。 There are ten…twenty…nearly thirty of them out by now。 The Calormen line is being forced back upon them。 King Edmund is dealing marvellous strokes。 He's just slashed Corradin's head off。 Lots of Calormenes have thrown down their arms and are running for the woods。 Those that remain are hard pressed。 The Giants are closing in on the right…Cats on the left…King Lune from their rear。 The Calormenes are a little knot now； fighting back to back。 Your Tarkaan's down； Bree。 Lune and Azrooh are fighting hand to hand； the King looks like winning…the King is keeping it up well…the King has won。 Azrooh's down。 King Edmund's down…no； he's up again： he's at it with Rsh。 They're fighting in the very gate of the castle。 Several Calormenes have surrendered。 Darrin has killed Ilgamuth。 I can't see what's happened to Rsh。 I think he's dead； leaning against the castle wall； but I don't know。 Chlamash and King Edmund are still fighting but the battle is over everywhere else。 Chlamash has surrendered。 The battle is over。 The Calormenes are utterly defeated。〃
When Shasta fell off his horse he gave himself up for lost。 But horses； even in battle； tread on human beings very much less than you would suppose。 After a very horrible ten minutes or so Shasta realized suddenly that there were no longer any horses stamping about in the immediate neighbourhood and that the noise （for there were still a good many noises going on） was no longer that of a battle。 He sat up and stared about him。 Even he； little as he knew of battles； could soon see that the Archenlanders and Narnians had won。 The only living Calormenes he could see were prisoners； the castle gates were wide open； and King Lune and King Edmund were shaking hands across the battering ram。 From the circle of lords and warriors around them there arose a sound of breathless and excited； but obviously cheerful conversation。 And then； suddenly； it all united and swelled into a great roar of laughter。
Shasta。 picked himself up； feeling unmonly stiff； and ran towards the sound to see what the joke was。 A very curious sight met his eyes。 The unfortunate Rsh appeared to be suspended from the castle walls。 His feet； which were about two feet from the ground； were kicking wildly。 His chain…shirt was somehow hitched up so that it was horribly tight under the arms and came half way over his face。 In fact he looked just as a man looks if you catch him in the very act of getting into a stiff shirt that is a little too small for him。 As far as could be made out afterwards （and you may be sure the s