"No,nogood,"saidtheOwl."Oh,whatato-do!Ifonlyyoutwohadknookentohimatonce!Hedhavearrangedeverything-probablygivenyouanarmytogowithyouinsearchofthePrince.”

    JillkeptquietatthisandhopedScrubbwouldbespenoughnottotellalltheowlswhythishadnthappened.Hewas,orverynearly.Thatis,heonlymutteredunderhisbreath,"Well,itwasntmyfault,"beforesayingoutloud:"Verywell.Wellhavetomahoutit.ButtheresjustohingmoreIwanttoknow.Ifthisowlsparliament,asyoucallit,isallfairandaboveboardandmeansnomischief,whydoesithavetobesojollysecret-meetinginaruinindeadofnight,andallthat?”

    "Tu-whoo!Tu-whoo!"hootedseveralowls."Whereshouldwemeet?Whenwouldaexceptatnight?”

    "Yousee,"explainedGlimfeather,"mostofthecreaturesinNarniahavesuaturalhabits.Theydothingsbyday,inbroadblazingsunlight(ugh!)wheneveryoneoughtto

    beasleep.And,asaresult,atnighttheyresoblindandstupidthatyoutgetawordoutofthem.Soweowlshavegotintothehabitofmeetingatsensiblehours,onouroewanttotalkaboutthings.”

    "Isee,"saidScrubb."Wellnow,letsgeton.TellusallaboutthelostPrince."Thenanoldowl,notGlimfeather,relatedthestory.

    Abouttenyearsago,itappeared,whenRilian,thesonofCaspian,wasaveryyoungknight,herodewiththeQueenhismotheronaMaymihpartsofNarnia.

    Theyhadmanysquiresandladieswiththemandallwarlandsoffreshleavesontheirheads,andhornsattheirsides;buttheyhadnohoundswiththem,fortheyweremaying,nothunting.Intheartofthedaytheycametoapleasantgladewhereafou