When the speech was over， the King stooped down and kissed the Dwarf on both cheeks， straightened himself， raised his right hand as if in blessing， and went， slowly and with feeble steps， up the gangway and on board the ship. The courtiers appeared to be greatly moved by his departure. Handkerchiefs were got out， sounds of sobbing were heard in every direction. The gangway was cast off， trumpets sounded from the poop， and the ship moved away from the quay. （It was being towed by a rowing.boat， but Jill didn’t see that.）“Now.” said Scrubb， but he didn‘t get any further， because at that moment a large white object.Jill thought for a second that it was a kite.came gliding through the air and alighted at his feet. It was a white owl， but so big that it stood as high as a good.sized dwarf.
It blinked and peered as if it were short.sighted， and put its head a little on one side， and said in a soft， hooting kind of voice：
“Tu.whoo， tu.whoo！ Who are you two？”
“My name’s Scrubb， and this is Pole，” said Eustace. “Wouldyou mind telling us where we are？”
“In the land of Narnia， at the King‘s castle of Cair Paravel.” “Is that the King who’s just taken ship？”