About four hours later Tirian flung himself into one of he bunks to snatch a little sleep. The two children were lready snoring： he had made them go to bed before he id because they would have to be up most of the night nd he knew that at their age they couldn‘t do without eep. Also， he had tired them out. First he had given Jill ome practice in archery and found that， though not up to arnian standards， she was really not too bad. Indeed she ad succeeded in shooting a rabbit （not a Talking rabbit， of ourse： there are lots of the ordinary kind about in Western arnia） and it was already skinned， cleaned， and hangingp. He had found that both the children knew all about this hilly and smelly job； they had learned that kind of thing n their great journey through Giant.Land in the days of rince Rilian.
