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AT that very moment the others were washing hands and faces in the river and generally getting ready for dinner and a rest．The three best archers had gone up into the hills north of the bay and returned laden with a pair of wild goats which were now roasting over a fire．Caspian had ordered a cask of wine ashore，strong wine of Archenland which had to be mixed with water before you drank it，so there would be plenty for all．The work had gone well so far and it was a merry meal．Only after the second helping of goat did Edmund say，“Where’s that blighter Eustace ？”
Meanwhile Eustace stared round the unknown valley．It was so narrow and deep，and the precipices which surrounded it so sheer，that it was like a huge pit or trench．The floor was grassy though strewn with rocks，and here and there Eustace saw black burnt patches like those you see on the sides of a railway embankment in a dry summer．About fifteen yards away from him was a pool of clear，smooth water．There was，at first，nothin
