Tirian knew he could do nothing for the others now； hey were all doomed together. He vaguely saw the Boar go own on one side of him， and Jewel fighting furiously on he other. Out of the corner of one eye he saw， but only just aw， a big Calormene pulling Jill away somewhere by her air. But he hardly thought about any of these things. His nly thought now was to sell his life as dearly as he could. he worst of it was that he couldn‘t keep to the position which he had started， under the white rock. A man who fighting a dozen enemies at once must take his chances herever he can； must dart in wherever he sees an enemy’s reast or neck unguarded. In a very few strokes this may get ou quite a distance from the spot where you began. Tirian oon found that he was getting further and further to the ght， nearer to the stable. He had a vague idea in his mind hat there was some good reason for keeping away from it. ut he couldn‘t now remember what the reason was. Andnyway， he couldn’t help it.
