Drinian‘s hand shook on the tiller and a line of cold sweat n down his face. The same idea was occurring to everyone n board. “We shall never get out， never get out，” moaned he rowers. “He’s steering us wrong. We‘re going round and ound in circles. We shall never get out.” The stranger， who ad been lying in a huddled heap on the deck， sat up and urst out into a horrible screaming laugh.
“Never get out！” he yelled. “That’s it. Of course. We shall ever get out. What a fool I was to have thought they would t me go as easily as that. No， no， we shall never get out.” Lucy leant her head on the edge of the fighting top and hispered， “Aslan， Aslan， if ever you loved us at all， send s help now.” The darkness did not grow any less， but she egan to feel a little.a very， very little.better. “After all， othing has really happened to us yet，” she thought. “Look！” cried Rynelf ‘s voice hoarsely from the bows. here was a tiny speck of light ahead， and while they atched a broad beam of light fell from it upon the ship.
