“By your leave， Sire，” said Drinian， “we will try to get under he lee of that country by rowing and lie in harbour， maybe ll this is over.” Caspian agreed， but a long row against the ale did not bring them to the land before evening. By the st light of that day they steered into a natural harbour nd anchored， but no one went ashore that night. In the orning they found themselves in the green bay of a ugged， lonely.looking country which sloped up to a rocky ummit. From the windy north beyond that summit， clouds ame streaming rapidly. They lowered the boat and loaded er with any of the water casks which were now empty. “Which stream shall we water at， Drinian？” said Caspian s he took his seat in the stern.sheets of the boat. “There eem to be two coming down into the bay.”
“It makes little odds， Sire，” said Drinian. “But I think it‘s shorter pull to that on the starboard.the eastern one.” “Here comes the rain，” said Lucy.
“I should think it does！” said Edmund， for it was already elting hard. “I say， let’s go to the other stream. There are ees there and we‘ll have some shelter.”
“Yes， let’s，” said Eustace. “No point in getting wetter than e need.”
