CHAPTER FOURTEEN NIGHT FALLS ON NARNIA（第4/4页）

“What is it，cousins ？”said Peter．

“A Calormene，Sire，”said several Dogs at once．

“Lead on to him，then，”said Peter.“Whether he meets us in peace or war，he shall be welcome.”

The Dogs darted on ahead and came back a moment later， running as if their lives depended on it，and barking loudly to say that it really was a Calormene. (Talking Dogs，just like the common ones，behave as if they thought whatever they are doing at the moment immensely important.)

The others followed where the Dogs led them and found a young Calormene sitting under a chestnut tree beside a clear stream of water. It was Emeth. He rose at once and bowed gravely．

“Sir，”he said to Peter，“I know not whether you are my friend or my foe，but I should count it my honor to have you for either. Has not one of the poets said that a noble friend is the best gift and a noble enemy the next best ？”

“Sir，”said Peter，“I do not know that there need be any war between you and us.”

“Do tell us who you are and what’s happened to you，”said Jill．

“If there’s going to be a story，let’s all have a drink and sit down，”barked the Dogs.“We’re quite blown.”

“Well of course you will be if you keep tearing about the way you have done，”said Eustace．

So the humans sat down on the grass. And when the Dogs had all had a very noisy drink out of the stream they all sat down，bolt upright，panting，with their tongues hanging out of their heads a little on one side to hear the story. But Jewel remained standing， polishing his horn against his side．