He met Pittencream again, years later, when he travelled to Calormen, sifting the whole world for any clue at all as to his vanished son. They brought him to the old, mad sailor, whose ravings they took, in Calormene style, to be the oracles of a god-touched, and the madman peered at him, sidelong, mumbling "cold, horrible... alone... alone in the dark with them silent men".
But Caspian remembered the table at the World's End, where Pittencream had been left solitary, and turned away, desolate.