Tirian at once lay down， almost as silently as Jill， but ot quite， for he was heavier and older. And once they were own， he saw how from that position you could see the edge f the hill sharp against the star.strewn sky. Two black shapes ose against it： one was the stable， and the other， a few feet front of it， was a Calormene sentry. He was keeping very ill atch： not walking or even standing but sitting with his spearver his shoulder and his chin on his chest.
“Well done，” said Tirian to Jill. She had shown him exactly hat he needed to know.
They got up and Tirian now took the lead. Very slowly， ardly daring to breathe， they made their way up to a little lump of trees which was not more than forty feet away om the sentinel.
“Wait here till I come again，” he whispered to the other wo. “If I miscarry， fly.” Then he sauntered out boldly infull view of the enemy. The man started when he saw him and was just going to jump to his feet： he was afraid Tirian might be one of his own officers and that he would get into trouble for sitting down. But before he could get up Tirian had dropped on one knee beside him， saying：