After a little more conversation Caspian and Bern walked down to the coast a little west of the village， and there Caspian winded his horn. （This was not the great magic horn of Narnia， Queen Susan‘s Horn： he had left that at home for his regent Trumpkin to use if any great need fell upon the land in the King’s absence.） Drinian， who was on the look.out for a signal， recognized the royal horn at once and the Dawn Treader began standing in to shore. Then the boat put off again and in a few moments Caspian and the Lord Bern were on deck explaining the situation to Drinian. He， just like Caspian， wanted to lay the Dawn Treader alongside the slave.ship at once and board her， but Bern made the same objection.
“Steer straight down this channel， Captain，” said Bern，“and then round to Avra where my own estates are. But firstun up the King‘s banner， hang out all the shields， and send s many men to the fighting top as you can. And about five owshots hence， when you get open sea on your port bow， un up a few signals.”
“Signals？ To whom？” said Drinian.
“Why， to all the other ships we haven’t got but which it ight be well that Gumpas thinks we have.”