On the other side of the Ape， walking very soft and stately， with his tail straight up in the air， came Ginger the Cat. They were heading for the bonfire and were so close to Tirian that they would have seen him at once if they had looked in the right direction. Fortunately they did not. But Tirian heard Rishda say to Ginger in a low voice：
“Now， Cat， to thy post. See thou play thy part well.” “Miaow， miaow. Count on me！” said Ginger. Then hestepped away beyond the bonfire and sat down in the front row of the assembled Beasts： in the audience， as you might say.