CHAPTER FOUR WHAT CASPIAN DID THERE

Next morning the Lord Bern called his guests early，and after breakfast he asked Caspian to order every man he had into full armour．“And above all，”he added，“let everything be as trim and scoured as if it were the morning of the first battle in a great war between noble kings with all the world looking on．”This was done；and then in three boatloads Caspian and his people，and Bern with a few of his，put out for Narrowhaven．The King’s flag flew in the stern of his boat and his trumpeter was with him．

When they reached the jetty at Narrowhaven，Caspian found a considerable crowd assembled to meet them．“This is what I sent word about last night，”said Bern．“They are all friends of mine and honest people．”And as soon as Caspian stepped ashore the crowd broke out into hurrahs and shouts of，“Narnia ！ Narnia ！ Long live the King．”At the same moment—and this was also due to Bern’s messengers—bells began ringing from many parts of the town．Then Caspian caused his banner to be advanced and his　trumpet to be blown and every man drew his sword and set his face into a joyful sternness，and they marched up the street so that the street shook，and their armour shone(for it was a sunny morning)so that one could hardly look at it steadily．

At first the only people who cheered were those who had been warned by Bern’s messenger and knew what was happening and wanted it to happen．But then all the children joined in because they liked a procession and had seen very few．And then all the schoolboys joined in because they also liked processions and felt that the more noise and disturbance there was the less likely they would be to have any school that morning．And then all the old women put their heads out of doors and windows and began chattering and cheering because it was a king，and what is a governor compared with that ？And all the young women joined in for the same reason and also because Caspian and Drinian and the rest were so handsome．And then all the young men came to see what the young women were looking at，so that by the time Caspian reached the castle gates，nearly the whole town was shouting；and where Gumpas sat in the castle，muddling and messing about with accounts and forms and rules and regulations， he heard the noise．

At the castle gate Caspian’s trumpeter blew a blast and cried， “Open for the King of Narnia，come to visit his trusty and well— beloved servant the governor of the Lone Islands．”In those days everything in the islands was done in a slovenly，slouching manner． Only the little postern opened，and out came a tousled fellow with　a dirty old hat on his head instead of a helmet，and a rusty old pike in his hand．He blinked at the flashing figures before him．“Carn— seez—fishansy，”he mumbled (which was his way of saying， “You can’t see His Sufficiency”)．“No interviews without ‘pointments’cept‘tween nine’n’ ten p.m. second Saturday every month．”

“Uncover before Narnia，you dog，”thundered the Lord Bern，and dealt him a rap with his gauntleted hand which sent his hat flying from his head．

“Ere ？Wot’s it all about ？”began the doorkeeper，but no one took any notice of him．Two of Caspian’s men stepped through the postern and after some struggling with bars and bolts(for everything was rusty)flung both wings of the gate wide open．Then the King and his followers strode into the courtyard．Here a number of the governor’s guards were lounging about and several more(they were mostly wiping their mouths)came tumbling out of various doorways. Though their armour was in a disgraceful condition，these were fellows who might have fought if they had been led or had known what was happening；so this was the dangerous moment．Caspian gave them no time to think．

“Where is the captain ？”he asked．

“I am，more or less，if you know what I mean，”said a languid and rather dandified young person without any armour at all．

“It is our wish，”said Caspian，“that our royal visitation to our realm of the Lone Islands should，if possible，be an occasion of joy and not of terror to our loyal subjects．If it were not for that，I should have something to say about the state of your men’s armour and weapons．As it is，you are pardoned．Command a cask of wine to be opened that your men may drink our health．But at noon tomorrow I wish to see them here in this courtyard looking like men-at-arms and not like vagabonds．See to it on pain of our extreme displeasure．”

The captain gaped but Bern immediately cried，“Three． cheers for the King，”and the soldiers，who had understood about the cask of wine even if they understood nothing else，joined in．Caspian then ordered most of his own men to remain in the courtyard．He， with Bern and Drinian and four others，went into the hall．

Behind a table at the far end with various secretaries about him sat his Sufficiency，the Governor of the Lone Islands．Gumpas was a bilious-looking man with hair that had once been red and was now mostly grey．He glanced up as the strangers entered and then looked down at his papers saying automatically，“No interviews without appointments except between nine and ten p.m. on second Saturdays．”

Caspian nodded to Bern and then stood aside．Bern and Drinian took a step forward and each seized one end of the table． They lifted it，and flung it on one side of the hall where it rolled over，scattering a cascade of letters，dossiers，ink-pots，pens， sealing-wax and documents．Then，not roughly but as firmly as if their hands were pincers of steel，they plucked Gumpas out of his chair and deposited him，facing it，about four feet away．Caspian at once sat down in the chair and laid his naked sword across his knees．

“My Lord，”said he，fixing his eyes on Gumpas，“you have not given us quite the welcome we expected．We are the King of Narnia．”

“Nothing about it in the correspondence，”said the governor． “Nothing in the minutes．We have not been notified of any such thing．All irregular．Happy to consider any applications—”

“And we are come to enquire into your Sufficiency’s conduct of your office，”continued Caspian．“There are two points especially on which I require an explanation．Firstly I find no record that the tribute due from these Islands to the crown of Narnia has been received for about a hundred and fifty years．”

“That would be a question to raise at the Council next month，”said Gumpas．“If anyone moves that a commission of enquiry be set up to report on the financial history of the islands at the first meeting next year，why then...”

“I also find it very clearly written in our laws，”Caspian went on，“that if the tribute is not delivered the whole debt has to be paid by the Governor of the Lone Islands out of his private purse．”

At this Gumpas began to pay real attention．“Oh，that’s quite out of the question，”he said．“It is an economic impossibility— er—your Majesty must be joking．”