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d dead still and Tirian saw her gradually sink down into the grass and disappear without a sound. A moment later she rose again，put her mouth close to Tirian’s ear，and said in the lowest possible whisper，“Get down. Thee better.”She said thee for see not because she had a lisp but because she knew that the hissing letter 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 once they were down，he saw how from that position you could see the edge of the hill sharp against the star-strewn sky. Two black shapes rose against it： one was the stable，and the other，a few feet in front of it，was a Calormene sentry. He was keeping very ill watch：not walking or even standing but sitting with his spear over his shoulder and his chin on his chest.“Well done，”said Tirian to Jill. She had shown him exactly what he needed to know．
They got up and Tirian now took the lead. Very slowly，hardly dari
