The two people were Max and Brenda.
[Illustration: He induced them to build him a temple of solid gold.] 'Oh, you dear dogs,' Lucy cried, and Philip patted them, one with each hand, 'how did you get here ?' 'It was a little surprise of Mr.Noah's,' said the parrot.
Max and Brenda whined and barked and gushed.
'I wish we could understand what they're saying,' said Lucy.
'If you only knew the magic word that the Hippogriff obeys,' said the parrot, 'you could say it, and then you'd understand all animal talk.
Only, of course, I mustn't tell it you.

It's one of the eleven mysteries.' 'But I know it,' said Philip, and at once breathed the word in the tiny silky ear of Brenda and then in the longer silkier ear of Max, and instantly-- 'Oh, my dears!' they heard Brenda say in a softly shrill excited voice; 'oh, my dearie dears! We _are_ so pleased to see you.

I'm only a poor little faithful doggy; I'm not clever, you know, but my affectionate nature makes me almost mad with joy to see my dear master and mistress again.' 'Very glad to see you, sir,' said Max with heavy politeness.

'I hope you'll be comfortable here.

There's no comfort for a dog like being with his master.' And with that he sat down and went to sleep, and the others had breakfast.