A few minutes later Pattertwig arrived and had his task explained to him. As he was， like many squirrels， full ofcourage and dash and energy and excitement and mischief （not to say conceit）， he no sooner heard it than he was eager to be off. It was arranged that he should run for Lantern Waste while Trumpkin made the shorter journey to the river.mouth. After a hasty meal they both set off with the fervent thanks and good wishes of the King， the Badger， and Cornelius.
How They Left The Island
“And so，” said Trumpkin （for， as you have realized， it was he who had been telling all this story to the four children， sitting on the grass in the ruined hall of Cair Paravel） .“ and so I put a crust or two in my pocket， left behind all weapons but my dagger， and took to the woods in the grey of the morning. I’d been plugging away for many hours when there came a sound that I‘d never heard the like of in my born days. Eh， I won’t forget that. The whole air was full of it， loud as thunder but far longer， cool and sweet as music over water， but strong enough to shake the woods. And I said to myself， ‘If that’s not the Horn， call me a rabbit.‘ And a moment later I wondered why he hadn’t blown it sooner.”
