They were on a green open space from which you could look down on the forest spreading as far as one could see in every direction.except right ahead. There， far to the East， was something twinkling and moving. “By gum！” whispered Peter to Susan. “The sea！” In the very middle of this open hill.top was the Stone Table. It was a great grim slab of grey stone supported on four upright stones. It looked very old； and it was cut all over with strange lines and figures that might be the letters of an unknown language. They gave you a curious feeling when you looked at them. The next thing they saw was a pavilion pitched on one side of the open place. A wonderful pavilion it was.and especially now when the light of the setting sun fell upon it.with sides of what looked like yellow silk and cords of crimson and tent. pegs of ivory； and high above it on a pole a banner which bore a red rampant lion fluttering in the breeze which was blowing in their faces from the far.off sea. While they were looking at this they heard a sound of music on their right； and turning in that direction they saw what they had come to see.
