CHAPTER FIVE
lements. to sleep in, and a great many lockers and bundles. t a fire in it for a great many years.
quot;ed better go out and gat t ; said Jill.
quot;Not yet, comrade,quot; said tirian. ermined t t be caug o oed once a year and to make sure t tocked rings rust, and t brigs tter. quot;Look you!quot; said tirian as a long mail s of a curious pattern and flas before the childrens eyes.
quot;ts funny-looking mail, Sire,quot; said Eustace.
quot;Aye, lad,quot; said tirian. quot;No Narnian D. tis mail of Calormen, outlandis a fes of it in readiness, for I never knew when I or
my friends migo isrocs land. And look on tone bottle. In t on our hands and faces, will make us brown as Calormenes.”
quot;O; said Jill. quot;Disguise! I love disguises.”
tirian so pour out a little of to t doo t up to the same himself.
quot;After t; ; change.
Not oil and ase Narnians again. And no Jill, let us go see becomes you. tis sometoo long, yet not so mucless it belonged to a page in train of one of tarkaans.”
After ts t on Calormene s, ting tigo top. tirian took long rolls of some uff out of ts till turbans: but ttle steel spike still stuck up in tace took curved Calormene stle round s enoug raiging knife a pinch.
quot; any skill ; said tirian.
quot;Notalking of,quot; said Jill, blus;Scrubbs not bad.”
quot;Dont you believe ; said Eustace. quot;eve botising arc back from Narnia last time, and