“Fauns！” cried Caspian， jumping up， and in a moment they were all round him. It took next to no time to explain the whole situation to them and they accepted Caspian at once. Before he knew what he was doing he found himself joining in the dance. Trumpkin， with heavier and jerkier movements， did likewise and even Trufflehunter hopped and lumbered about as best he could. Only Nikabrik stayed where he was， looking on in silence. The Fauns footed it all round Caspian to their reedy pipes. Their strange faces， which seemed mournful and merry all at once， looked into his； dozens of Fauns， Mentius and Obentinus and Dumnus， Voluns， Voltinus， Girbius， Nimienus， Nausus， and Oscuns. Pattertwig had sent them all.
When Caspian awoke next morning he could hardly believe that it had not all been a dream； but the grass was covered with little cloven hoof.marks.
Old Narnia In Danger
