EVERYONE was cheerful as the Dawn Treader sailed from Dragon Island．They had fair winds as soon as they were out of the bay and came early next morning to the unknown land which some of them had seen when flying over the mountains while Eustace was still a dragon．It was a low green island inhabited by nothing but rabbits and a few goats，but from the ruins of stone huts，and from blackened places where fires had been，they judged that it had been peopled not long before．There were also some bones and broken weapons．

“Pirates’work，”said Caspian．

“Or the dragon’s，”said Edmund．

The only other thing they found there was a little skin boat， or coracle，on the sands．It was made of hide stretched over a wicker framework．It was a tiny boat，barely four feet long，and the paddle which still lay in it was in proportion．They thought that either it had been made for a child or else that the people of that

country had been Dwarfs．Reepicheep decided to keep it，as it was just the right size for him；so it was taken on board．They called that land Burnt Island，and sailed away before noon．

For some five days they ran before a south-south east wind， out of sight of all lands and seeing neither fish nor gull．Then they had a day that rained hard till the afternoon．Eustace lost two games of chess to Reepicheep and began to get like his old and disagreeable self again，and Edmund said he wished they could have gone to America with Susan．Then Lucy looked out of the stern windows and said：

“Hello ！ I do believe it’s stopping．And what’s that ？”

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