Then the dark men came round them in a thick crowd， melling of garlic and onions， their white eyes flashing readfully in their brown faces. They put a rope halter ound Jewel’s neck. They took the King‘s sword away and ed his hands behind his back. One of the Calormenes， ho had a helmet instead of a turban and seemed to be in ommand， snatched the gold circlet off Tirian’s head and astily put it away somewhere among his clothes. They led he two prisoners uphill to a place where there was a big earing. And this was what the prisoners saw.
