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Hullo ！ It wasn’t a stone at all，it’s a sword-hilt．No，by jove，it’s a whole sword；what the rust has left of it．It must have lain here for ages．”
“Narnian，too，by the look of it，”said Caspian，as they all crowded round．
“I’m sitting on something too，”said Lucy．“Something hard．”It turned out to be the remains of a mail shirt．By this time everyone was on hands and knees，feeling in the thick heather in every direction．Their search revealed，one by one，a helmet， a dagger，and a few coins；not Calormen crescents but genuine Narnian“Lions”and“Trees”such as you might see any day in the market-place of Beaversdam or Beruna．
“Looks as if this might be all that’s left of one of our seven lords，”said Edmund．
“Just what I was thinking，”said Caspian．“I wonder which it was．There’s nothing on the dagger to show．And I wonder how he died．”
“And how we are to avenge him，”added Reepicheep．
Edmund，the only one of the party who had read several detective stories，had mean
