"susan, eve's daughter," said father christmas.
"these are for you," and he handed her a bow
and a quiver of arrows and a little ivory horn.
"you must use the bow only in great need," he said,
"for i do not mean you to fight in the battle.
it does not easily miss. and when you put this horn
to your lips and blow it, then, wherever you are,
i think help of some kind will come to you