The_Complete_Chronicles_of_Narnia_(volumes_1-7,_in_order_of_publication)

(and now that they were close, they obviously were Earthmen) were coming up from the
direction of the harbour. But they were not moving like an aimless crowd. They behaved
like modern soldiers in an attack, making rushes and taking cover, anxious not to be seen
from the castle windows.
"I dare not see the inside of that armour again," said the Prince. "I rode in it as in a
movable dungeon, and it stinks of magic and slavery. But I will take the shield."
He left the room and returned with a strange light in his eyes a moment later.
"Look, friends," he said, holding out the shield towards them. "An hour ago it was black
and without device; and now, this." The shield had turned bright as silver, and on it,
redder than blood or cherries, was the figure of the Lion.
"Doubtless," said the Prince, "this signifies that Aslan will be our good lord, whether he
means us to live or die. And all's one, for that. Now, by my counsel, we shall all kneel
and kiss his likeness, and then all shake hands one with another, as true friends that may
shortly be parted. And then, let us descend into the city and take the adventure that is sent
us."
And they all did as the Prince had said. But when Scrubb shook hands with Jill, he said,
"So long, Jill. Sorry I've been a funk and so ratty. I hope you get safe home," and Jill said,
"So long, Eustace. And I'm sorry I've been such a pig." And this was the first time they
had ever used Christian names, because one didn't do it at school.
The Prince unlocked the door and they all went down the stairs: three of them with drawn
swords, and Jill with drawn knife. The attendants had vanished and the great room at the
foot of the Prince's stairs was empty. The grey, doleful lamps were still burning and by
their light they had no difficulty in passing gallery after gallery and descending stairway
after stairway. The noises from outside the castle were not so easily heard here as they
had been in the room above. Inside the house all was still as death, and deserted. It was as
they turned a corner into the great hall on the ground floor that they met their first
Earthman - a fat, whitish creature with a very piglike face who was gobbling up all the
remains of food on the tables. It squealed (the squeal also was very like a pig's) and
darted under a bench, whisking its long tail out of Puddleglum's reach in the nick of time.
Then it rushed away through the far door too quickly to be followed.
From the hall they came out into the courtyard. Jill, who went to a riding school in the
holidays, had just noticed the smell of a stable (a very nice, honest, homely smell it is to
meet in a place like Underland) when Eustace said, "Great Scott! Look at that!" A
magnificent rocket had risen from somewhere beyond the castle walls and broken into
green stars.
"Fireworks!" said Jill in a puzzled voice.