“Andnow!” saidAslaninamuchloudervoicewithjustahintofroarinit, whilehistaillashedhisflanks.“Andnow, whereisthislittleDwarf, thisfamousswordsmanandarcher, whodoesn'tbelieveinlions? Comehere, sonofEarth, comeHERE!”—andthelastwordwasnolongerthehintofaroarbutalmosttherealthing.
“Wraithsandwreckage!” , whoknewAslanwellenoughtoseethathelikedtheDwarfverymuch, werenotdisturbed; butitwasquiteanotherthingforTrumpkin, whohadneverseenalionbefore, ; thatis, insteadofbolting, hetotteredtowardAslan.
'smouth? , hunchedupinalittle, miserableball, hungfromAslan''spackandthen—heypresto—, 'sarmsandsethim (rightwayup, too) ontheground.
“SonofEarth, shallwebefriends?” askedAslan.
“Ye—he—he—hes,” pantedtheDwarf, forithadnotyetgotitsbreathback.
“Now,” saidAslan.“: , yousonsofAdamandsonofEarth, hastenintotheMoundanddealwithwhatyouwillfindthere.”
, : boththeHighKingandKingEdmundlookedmorelikementhanboys.
Thegirlswatchedthemoutofsight, , Aravir, themorningstarofNarnia, , whoseemedlargerthanbefore, liftedhishead, shookhismane, androared.
Thesound, deepandthrobbingatfirstlikeanorganbeginningonalownote, roseandbecamelouder, andthenfarlouderagain, 'scampmenwoke, staredpalelyinoneanother'sfaces, , nowatitscoldesthour, theheadsandshouldersofthenymphs, andthegreatweedy-beardedheadoftheriver-god, , ineveryfieldandwood, thealertearsofrabbitsrosefromtheirholes, thesleepyheadsofbirdscameoutfromunderwings, owlshooted, vixensbarked, hedgehogsgrunted, , staringwithwildeyes, dogswhimpered, .
