“Soyou'veturnedupagain, haveyou? ” saidScrubbdisagreeably (forwhichhehadsomereason).“Well, keepquiet, can'tyou? Iwanttolisten.”
“Don'tbeafool, ” saidJill.“Thereisn''tyouseesomeoldfriendhere? Becauseyou'vegottogoandspeaktohimatonce.”
“Whatareyoutalkingabout? ” saidScrubb.
“It'sAslan—theLion—saysyou'vegotto, ” saidJilldespairingly.“I'veseenhim.”
“Oh, youhave, haveyou? Whatdidhesay? ”
“HesaidtheveryfirstpersonyousawinNarniawouldbeanoldfriend, andyou'dgottospeaktohimatonce.”
“Well, there'snobodyhereI'veeverseeninmylifebefore; andanyway, Idon'tknowwhetherthisisNarnia.”
“Thoughtyousaidyou'dbeenherebefore, ” saidJill.
“Well, youthoughtwrongthen.”
“Well, Ilikethat! Youtoldme—”
“Forheaven'ssakedryupandlet'shearwhatthey'resaying.”
TheKingwasspeakingtotheDwarf, butJillcouldn', asfarasshecouldmakeout, theDwarfmadenoanswer, : buthisvoicewassooldandcrackedthatshecouldunderstandverylittleofhisspeech—, theKingstoopeddownandkissedtheDwarfonbothcheeks, straightenedhimself, raisedhisrighthandasifinblessing, andwent, slowlyandwithfeeblesteps, , , trumpetssoundedfromthepoop, andtheshipmovedawayfromthequay.(Itwasbeingtowedbyarowing-boat, butJilldidn'tseethat.)
“Now—” saidScrubb, buthedidn'tgetanyfarther, becauseatthatmomentalargewhiteobject—Jillthoughtforasecondthatitwasakite—, butsobigthatitstoodashighasagood-sizeddwarf.
Itblinkedandpeeredasifitwereshort-sighted, andputitsheadalittleononeside, andsaidinasoft, hootingkindofvoice:
“Tu-whoo, tu-whoo! Whoareyoutwo? ”
