The_Complete_Chronicles_of_Narnia_(volumes_1-7,_in_order_of_publication)

Stone Table had stood on the hilltop, and the Mound had not yet been built above it. They
were not using the Table nor sitting round it: it was too magic a thing for any common
use. They sat on logs a little way from it, and between them was a rough wooden table,
on which stood a rude clay lamp lighting up their pale faces and throwing big shadows on
the walls.
"If your Majesty is ever to use the Horn," said Trufflehunter, "I think the time has now
come." Caspian had of course told them of his treasure several days ago.
"We are certainly in great need," answered Caspian. "But it is hard to be sure we are at
our greatest. Supposing there came an even worse need and we had already used it?"
"By that argument," said Nikabrik, "your Majesty will never use it until it is too late."
"I agree with that," said Doctor Cornelius.
"And what do you think, Trumpkin?" asked Caspian.
"Oh, as for me," said the Red Dwarf, who had been listening with complete indifference,
"your Majesty knows I think the Horn - and that bit of broken stone over there and your
great King Peter - and your Lion Aslan - are all eggs in moonshine. It's all one to me
when your Majesty blows the Horn. All I insist on is that the army is told nothing about
it. There's no good raising hopes of magical help which (as I think) are sure to be
disappointed."
"Then in the name of Aslan we will wind Queen Susan's Horn," said Caspian.
"There is one thing, Sire," said Doctor Cornelius, "that should perhaps be done first. We
do not know what form the help will take. It might call Aslan himself from oversea. But I
think it is more likely to call Peter the High King and his mighty consorts down from the
high past. But in either case, I do not think we can be sure that the help will come to this
very spot -"
"You never said a truer word," put in Trumpkin.
"I think," went on the learned man, "that they - or he will come back to one or other of
the Ancient Places of Narnia. This, where we now sit, is the most ancient and most
deeply magical of all, and here, I think, the answer is likeliest to come. But there are two
others. One Lantern Waste, up-river, west of Beaversdam, where the Royal Children first
appeared in Narnia, as the records tell The other is down at the river-mouth, where their
castle of Cair Paravel once stood. And if Aslan himself comes, that would be the best
place for meeting him too, for every story says that he is the son of the great Emperorover-the-Sea,
and over the sea he will pass. I should like very much to send messengers
to both places, to Lantern Waste and the river-mouth, to receive them - or him or it."