“Ah！” said the Hedgehog. “But you won’t find the High King at the Cair. He‘s away to the North trouncing those giants. And talking of giants， neighbours， that puts me in mind.”
“Who’ll take our message？” interrupted the Dwarf. “Anyone here got more speed than me？”
“I‘ve got speed，” said the Stag. “What’s my message？ How many Calormenes？”
“Two hundred： under Prince Rabadash. And.” But the Stag was already away.all four legs off the ground at once， and in a moment its white stern had disappeared among the remoter trees.
“Wonder where he‘s going，” said a Rabbit. “He won’t findthe High King at Cair Paravel， you know.”
“He‘ll find Queen Lucy，” said Duffle. “And then.hullo！ What’s wrong with the Human？ It looks pretty green. Why， I do believe it‘s quite faint. Perhaps it’s mortal hungry. When did you last have a meal， youngster？”
“Yesterday morning，” said Shasta weakly.
“Come on， then， come on，” said the Dwarf， at once throwing his thick little arms round Shasta‘s waist to support him. “Why， neighbours， we ought all to be ashamed of ourselves！ You come with me， lad. Breakfast！ Better than talking.”
