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THISisthestoryofanadventurethathappenedinNarniaandCalormenandthelandsbetween，intheGoldenAgewhenPeterwasHighKinginNarniaandhisbrotherandhistwosisterswereKingandQueensunderhim．

Inthosedays，farsouthinCalormenonalittlecreekofthesea，therelivedapoorfishermancalledArsheesh，andwithhimtherelivedaboywhocalledhimFather.Theboy’snamewasShasta.OnmostdaysArsheeshwentoutinhisboattofishinthemorning，andintheafternoonheharnessedhisdonkeytoacartandloadedthecartwithfishandwentamileorsosouthwardtothevillagetosellit．IfithadsoldwellhewouldcomehomeinamoderatelygoodtemperandsaynothingtoShasta，butifithadsoldbadlyhewouldfindfaultwithhimandperhapsbeathiTherewasalwayssomethingtofindfaultwithforShastahadplentyofworktodo，mendingandwashingthenets，cookingthesupper，andcleaningthecottageinwhichtheybothlived．

ShastawasnotatallinterestedinanythingthatlaysouthofhishomebecausehehadonceortwicebeentothevillagewithArsheeshandheknewthattherewasnothingveryinterestingthere.Inthevillageheonlymetothermenwhowerejustlikehisfather—menwithlong，dirtyrobes，andwoodenshoesturnedupatthetoe，andturbansontheirheads，andbeards，talkingtooneanotherveryslowlyaboutthingsthatsoundeddull.ButhewasveryinterestedineverythingthatlaytotheNorthbecausenooneeverwentthatwayandhewasneverallowedtogotherehimself.Whenhewassittingoutofdoorsmendingthenets，andallalone，hewouldoftenlookeagerlytotheNorth.Onecouldseenothingbutagrassysloperunninguptoalevelridgeandbeyondthattheskywithperhapsafewbirdsinit.

SometimesifArsheeshwasthereShastawouldsay，"OmyFather，whatistherebeyondthathill?"AndthenifthefishermanwasinabadtemperhewouldboxShasta'searsandtellhimtoattendtohiswork.Orifhewasinapeaceablemoodhewouldsay，"Omyson，donotallowyourmindtobedistractedbyidlequestions.Foroneofthepoetshassaid，'Applicationtobusinessistherootofprosperity，butthosewhoaskquestionsthatdonotconcernthemaresteeringtheshipoffollytowardstherockofindigence'."

ShastathoughtthatbeyondthehilltheremustbesomedelightfulsecretwhichhisfatherwishedtohidefromhiInreality，however，thefishermantalkedlikethisbecausehedidn'tknowwhatlaytotheNorth.Neitherdidhecare.Hehadaverypracticalmind.

OnedaytherecamefromtheSouthastrangerwhowasunlikeanymanthatShastahadseenbefore.Herodeuponastrongdappledhorsewithflowingmaneandtailandhisstirrupsandbridlewereinlaidwithsilver.Thespikeofahelmetprojectedfromthemiddleofhissilkenturbanandheworeashirtofchainmail.Byhissidehungacurvingscimitar，aroundshieldstuddedwithbossesofbrasshungathisback，andhisrighthandgraspedalance.Hisfacewasdark，butthisdidnotsurpriseShastabecauseallthepeopleofCalormenarelikethat;whatdidsurprisehimwastheman'sbeardwhichwasdyedcrimson，andcurledandgleamingwithscentedoil.ButArsheeshknewbythegoldonthestranger'sbarearmthathewasaTarkaanorgreatlord，andhebowedkneelingbeforehimtillhisbeardtouchedtheearthandmadesignstoShastatokneelalso.

Thestrangerdemandedhospitalityforthenightwhichofcoursethefishermandarednotrefuse.AllthebesttheyhadwassetbeforetheTarkaanforsupper（andhedidn'tthinkmuchofit）andShasta，asalwayshappenedwhenthefishermanhadcompany，wasgivenahunkofbreadandturnedoutofthecottage.Ontheseoccasionsheusuallysleptwiththedonkeyinitslittlethatchedstable.Butitwasmuchtooearlytogotosleepyet，andShasta，whohadneverlearnedthatitiswrongtolistenbehinddoors，satdownwithhiseartoacrackinthewoodenwallofthecottagetohearwhatthegrown-upsweretalkingabout.Andthisiswhatheheard.

"Andnow，Omyhost，"saidtheTarkaan，"Ihaveamindtobuythatboyofyours."

"Omymaster'repliedthefisherman（andShastaknewbythewheedlingtonethegreedylookthatwasprobablycomingintohisfaceashesaidit），"whatpricecouldinduceyourservant，poorthoughheis，tosellintoslaveryhisonlychildandhisownflesh?Hasnotoneofthepoetssaid，'Naturalaffectionisstrongerthansoupandoffspringmorepreciousthancarbuncles?'

"Itisevenso，"repliedtheguestdryly."Butanotherpoethaslikewisesaid，"Hewhoattemptstodeceivethejudiciousisalreadybaringhisownbackforthescourge."Donotloadyouragedmouthwithfalsehoods.Thisboyismanifestlynosonofyours，foryourcheekisasdarkasminebuttheboyisfairandwhiteliketheaccursedbutbeautifulbarbarianswhoinhabittheremoteNorth."

"Howwellitwassaid，"answeredthefisherman，"thatSwordscanbekeptoffwithshieldsbuttheEyeofWisdompiercesthrougheverydefence!Knowthen，Omyformidableguest，thatbecauseofmyextremepovertyIhavenevermarriedandhavenochild.ButinthatsameyearinwhichtheTisroc（mayheliveforever）beganhisaugustandbeneficentreign，onanightwhenthemoonwasatherfull，itpleasedthegodstodeprivemeofmysleep.ThereforeIarosefrommybedinthishovelandwentforthtothebeachtorefreshmyselfwithlookinguponthewaterandthemoonandbreathingthecoolair.AndpresentlyIheardanoiseasofoarscomingtomeacrossthewaterandthen，asitwere，aweakcry.Andshortlyafter，thetidebroughttothelandalittleboatinwhichtherewasnothingbutamanleanwithextremehungerandthirstwhoseemedtohavediedbutafewmomentsbefore（forhewasstillwarm），andanemptywater-skin，andachild，stillliving."Doubtless，"saidI，"theseunfortunateshaveescapedfromthewreckofagreatship，butbytheadmirabledesignsofthegods，theelderhasstarvedhimselftokeepthechildaliveandhasperishedinsightofland."Accordingly，rememberinghowthegodsneverfailtorewardthosewhobefriendthedestitute，andbeingmovedbycompassion（foryourservantisamanoftenderheart）—"

"Leaveoutalltheseidlewordsinyourownpraise，"interruptedtheTarkaan."Itisenoughtoknowthatyoutookthechild—andhavehadtentimestheworthofhisdailybreadoutofhiminlabour，asanyonecansee.Andnowtellmeatoncewhatpriceyouputonhim，forIamweariedwithyourloquacity."

"Youyourselfhavewiselysaid，"answeredArsheesh，"thattheboy'slabourhasbeentomeofinestimablevalue.Thismustbetakenintoaccountinfixingtheprice.ForifIselltheboyImustundoubtedlyeitherbuyorhireanothertodohiswork."

"I'llgiveyoufifteencrescentsforhim，"saidtheTarkaan.

"Fifteen!"criedArsheeshinavoicethatwassomethingbetweenawhineandascrea"Fifteen!Forthepropofmyoldageandthedelightofmyeyes!Donotmockmygreybeard，Tarkaanthoughyoube.Mypriceisseventy."

AtthispointShastagotupandtiptoedaway.Hehadheardallhewanted，forhehadopenlistenedwhenmenwerebargaininginthevillageandknewhowitwasdone.HewasquitecertainthatArsheeshwouldsellhimintheendforsomethingmuchmorethanfifteencrescentsandmuchlessthanseventy，butthatheandtheTarkaanwouldtakehoursingettingtoanagreement.

YoumustnotimaginethatShastafeltatallasyouandIwouldfeelifwehadjustoverheardourparentstalkingaboutsellingusforslaves.Foronething，hislifewasalreadylittlebetterthanslavery;forallheknew，thelordlystrangeronthegreathorsemightbekindertohimthanArsheesh.Foranother，thestoryabouthisowndiscoveryintheboathadfilledhimwithexcitementandwithasenseofrelief.Hehadoftenbeenuneasybecause，tryashemight，hehadneverbeenabletolovethefisherman，andheknewthataboyoughttolovehisfather.Andnow，apparently，hewasnorelationtoArsheeshatall.Thattookagreatweightoffhismind."Why，Imightbeanyone!"hethought.'!mightbethesonofaTarkaanmyself—orthesonoftheTisroc（mayheliveforever）orofagod!"

Hewasstandingoutinthegrassyplacebeforethecottagewhilehethoughtthesethings.Twilightwascomingonapaceandastarortwowasalreadyout，buttheremainsofthesunsetcouldstillbeseeninthewest.Notfarawaythestranger'shorse，looselytiedtoanironringinthewallofthedonkey'sstable，wasgrazing.Shastastrolledovertoitandpatteditsneck.Itwentontearingupthegrassandtooknonoticeofhi

ThenanotherthoughtcameintoShasta'smind."IwonderwhatsortofamanthatTarkaanis，"hesaidoutloud."Itwouldbesplendidifhewaskind.Someoftheslavesinagreatlord'shousehavenexttonothingtodo.Theywearlovelyclothesandeatmeateveryday.Perhapshe'dtakemetothewarsandI'dsavehislifeinabattleandthenhe'dsetmefreeandadoptmeashissonandgivemeapalaceandachariotandasuitofarmour.Butthenhemightbeahorridcruelman.Hemightsendmetoworkonthefieldsinchains.IwishIknew.HowcanIknow?Ibetthishorseknows，ifonlyhecouldtellme."

TheHorsehadlifteditshead.Shastastrokeditssmooth—as—satinnoseandsaid，"Iwishyoucouldtalk，oldfellow."

Andthenforasecondhethoughthewasdreaming，forquitedistinctly，thoughinalowvoice，theHorsesaid，"ButIcan."

Shastastaredintoitsgreateyesandhisowngrewalmostasbig，withastonishment.

"Howeverdidyoulearntotalk?"heasked.

"Hush!Notsoloud，"repliedtheHorse."WhereIcomefrom，nearlyalltheanimalstalk."

"Whereveristhat?"askedShasta.

"Narnia，"answeredtheHorse."ThehappylandofNarnia—Narniaoftheheatherymountainsandthethymydowns，Narniaofthemanyrivers，theplashingglens，themossycavernsandthedeepforestsringingwiththehammersoftheDwarfs.OhthesweetairofNarnia!Anhour'slifethereisbetterthanathousandyearsinCalormen."Itendedwithawhinnythatsoundedverylikeasigh.

"Howdidyougethere?"saidShasta.

"Kidnapped，"saidtheHorse."Orstolen，orcapturedwhicheveryouliketocallit.Iwasonlyafoalatthetime.MymotherwarnedmenottorangetheSouthernslopes，intoArchenlandandbeyond，butIwouldn'theedher.AndbytheLion'sManeIhavepaidformyfolly.AlltheseyearsIhavebeenaslavetohumans，hidingmytruenatureandpretendingtobedumbandwitlessliketheirhorses."

"Whydidn'tyoutellthemwhoyouwere?"

"Notsuchafool，that'swhy.Ifthey'doncefoundoutIcouldtalktheywouldhavemadeashowofmeatfairsandguardedmemorecarefullythanever.Mylastchanceofescapewouldhavebeengone."

"Andwhy—"beganShasta，buttheHorseinterruptedhi

"Nowlook，"itsaid，"wemustn'twastetimeonidlequestions.YouwanttoknowaboutmymastertheTarkaanAnradin.Well，he'sbad.Nottoobadtome，forawarhorsecoststoomuchtobetreatedverybadly.Butyou'dbetterbelyingdeadtonightthangotobeahumanslaveinhishousetomorrow."

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