“Where are you？” shouted Caspian. “Come aboard and elcome.”
There came another cry， whether of joy or terror， and hen they knew that someone was swimming towards them. “Stand by to heave him up， men，” said Caspian.
“Aye， aye， your Majesty，” said the sailors. Several crowded to he port bulwark with ropes and one， leaning far out over the de， held the torch. A wild， white face appeared in the blackness f the water， and then， after some scrambling and pulling， a ozen friendly hands had heaved the stranger on board. Edmund thought he had never seen a wilder.looking man. hough he did not otherwise look very old， his hair was an ntidy mop of white， his face was thin and drawn and， for othing， only a few wet rags hung about him. But what one ainly noticed were his eyes， which were so widely opened hat he seemed to have no eyelids at all， and stared as if in n agony of pure fear. The moment his feet reached the eck he said：
“Fly！ Fly！ About with your ship and fly！ Row， row， row forour lives away from this accursed shore.”
“Compose yourself，” said Reepicheep， “and tell us whathe danger is. We are not used to flying.”
The stranger started horribly at the voice of the Mouse， hich he had not noticed before.
