THEtwoCalormenesoldiersattheheadofthecolumn, seeingwhattheytookforaTarkaanorgreatlordwithtwoarmedpages, cametoahaltandraisedtheirspearsinsalute.
“OMyMaster, ” saidoneofthem, “weleadthesemanikinstoCalormentoworkintheminesofTheTisroc, may-he-live-forever.”
“BythegreatgodTash, theyareveryobedient, ” .“HasTheTisrocfoughtagreatbattle, Dwarfs, andconqueredyourland? ” heasked, “thatthusyougopatientlytodieinthesalt-pitsofPugrahan? ”
ThetwosoldiersglaredathiminsurprisebuttheDwarfsallanswered, “Aslan'sorders, Aslan''? ”
“Tisrocindeed! ” addedoneandspat.“I'dliketoseehimtryit! ”
“Silence, dogs! ” saidthechiefsoldier.
“Look! ” saidTirian, pullingPuzzleforwardintothelight.“.”
WhattheDwarfssaw, nowthattheycouldseeitclose, -skinhadgotprettyuntidyalreadyduringPuzzle', besidesbeingpushedsideways, hadsomehowgotveryfarbacksothatanyonecouldnowseehissilly, gentle, , forhe', “Itwasn'tmyfault, I'.”
ForonesecondalltheDwarfswerestaringatPuzzlewithwideopenmouthsandthenoneofthesoldierssaidsharply, “Areyoumad, MyMaster? Whatareyoudoingtotheslaves? ” andtheothersaid, “Andwhoareyou? ” Neitheroftheirspearswasatthesalutenow—bothweredownandreadyforaction.
“Givethepassword, ” saidthechiefsoldier.
“Thisismypassword, ” saidtheKingashedrewhissword.“Thelightisdawning, , miscreant, forIamTirianofNarnia.”
