When all this had been pleasantly settled， Caspian ordered horses， of which there were a few in the castle，hough very ill.groomed and he， with Bern and Drinian and few others， rode out into the town and made for the slave arket. It was a long low building near the harbour and the cene which they found going on inside was very much like ny other auction； that is to say， there was a great crowd nd Pug， on a platform， was roaring out in a raucous voice： “Now， gentlemen， lot twenty.three. Fine Terebinthian gricultural labourer， suitable for the mines or the galleys. nder twenty.five years of age. Not a bad tooth in his head. ood， brawny fellow. Take off his shirt， Tacks， and let the entlemen see. There‘s muscle for you！ Look at the chest n him. Ten crescents from the gentleman in the corner. ou must be joking， Sir. Fifteen！ Eighteen！ Eighteen is bid or lot twenty.three. Any advance on eighteen？ Twenty.one. hank you， Sir. Twenty.one is bid.”
But Pug stopped and gaped when he saw the mail.cladgures who had clanked up to the platform.