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“You had better come and speak to the Lord Regent at once,”it said. “That’s him，over there in the donkey carriage；Trumpkin the Dwarf.”The bird turned and began leading the way，muttering to itself，“Whoo ！ Tu-whoo ！ What a to-do ！ I can’t think clearly yet. It’s too early.”

“What is the King’s name ？ ”asked Eustace.

“Caspian the Tenth,”said the Owl. And Jill wondered why Scrubb had suddenly pulled up short in his walk and turned an extraordinary colour. She thought she had never seen him look so sick about anything. But before she had time to ask any questions they had reached the dwarf，who was just gathering up the reins of his donkey and preparing to drive back to the castle. The crowd of courtiers had broken up and were going in the same direction， by ones and twos and little knots，like people coming away from watching a game or a race.

“Tu-whoo ！ Ahem ！ Lord Regent,”said the Owl，stooping down a little and holding its beak near the Dwarf’s ear.

“Heh ？ What’s that ？”said the Dwarf.

“Two strangers，my lord,”said the Owl.

“Rangers ！ What d’ye mean ？”said the Dwarf. “I see two uncommonly grubby man-cubs. What do they want ？”

“My name’s Jill,”said Jill，pressing forward. She was very eager to explain the important business on which they had come.

“The girl’s called Jill,”said the Owl，as loud as it could.

“What’s that ？”said the Dwarf. “The girls are all killed ！ I don’t believe a word of it. What girls ？ Who killed’em ？”