"I tell you, it is an animal," said the Bulldog. "Smell it for yourself.」

And Aslan was bigger and more beautiful and more brightly golden and more terrible than he had thought. He dared not look into the great eyes.

The two Moles settled that part of the business pretty quickly. There was some dispute as to which way up Uncle Andrew ought to be put into the hole, and he had a very narrow escape from being put in head foremost. Several animals said his legs must be his branches and therefore the grey, fluffy thing (they meant his head) must be his root. But then others said that the forked end of him was the muddier and that it spread out more, as roots ought to do. So finally he was planted right way up. When they had patted down the earth it came up above his knees.

"I tell you what!" said the Donkey brightly, "perhaps its an animal that cant talk but thinks it can.」

The Lion said nothing and Digory knew that he had not told enough.

"Itd be up to me to try, sir. Id do my best: wouldnt we, Nellie?」

Of course she thought she was dreaming. That was why she didnt rush across to her husband and ask him what on earth had happened to them both. But when she looked at the Lion she didnt feel quite so sure it was a dream, yet for some reason she did not appear to be very frightened. Then she dropped a little half curtsey, as some country girls still knew how to do in those days. After that, she went and put her hand in the Cabbys and stood there looking round her a little shyly.

"Very well," said the Elephant. "Then, if its a tree it wants to be planted. We must dig a hole.」

The Beasts, even Strawberry, all turned their eyes on Digory till he felt that he wished the ground would swallow him up. "But do not be cast down," said Aslan, still speaking to the Beasts. "Evil will come of that evil, but it is still a long way off, and I will see to it that the worst falls upon myself. In the meantime, let us take such order that for many hundred years yet this shall be a merry land in a merry world. And as Adams race has done the harm, Adams race shall help to heal it. Draw near, you other two.」

The last words were spoken to Polly and the Cabby who had now arrived. Polly, all eyes and mouth, was staring at Aslan and holding the Cabbys hand rather tightly. The Cabby gave one glance at the Lion, and took off his bowler hat: no one had yet seen him without it. When it waread.99csw.coms off, he looked younger and nicer, and more like a countryman and less like a London cabman.

But we must leave him to think over his wicked deed (if he was likely to do anything so sensible) and turn to more important things.

Then Uncle Andrew dropped down in a dead faint.

Id try -that is, I ope Id try - to do my bit.」

"I dont see that," said one of the Bears. "An animal wouldnt just roll over like that.

"Begging your pardon, sir," he said, "and thanking you very much Im sure (which my Missus does the same) but I aint no sort of a chap for a job like that. I never ad much eddycation, you see.」

"You met the Witch?" said Asian in a low voice which had the threat of a growl in it.

"I see that, sir," replied the Cabby. "Id try to do the square thing by them all.」

"Please - Mr Lion - Aslan - Sir," said Digory, "could you - may I - please, will you give me some magic fruit of this country to make Mother well?」

"You shall rule and name all these creatures, and do justice among them, and protect them from their enemies when enemies arise. And enemies will arise, for there is an evil Witch in this world.」

"I wanted to get her out of my own world back into her own. I thought I was taking her back to her own place.」

He had tried to. When the Bulldog spoke to him (or, as he thought, first snarled and then growled at him) he held out his shaking hand and gasped "Good Doggie, then, poor old fellow." But the beasts could not understand him any more than he could understand them. They didnt hear any words: only a vague sizzling noise. Perhaps it was just as well they didnt, for no dog that I ever knew, least of all a Talking Dog of Narnia, likes being called a Good Doggie then; any more than you would like being called My Little Man.

"Im sure its not a tree," said the Badger. "I had a sort of idea it was trying to speak before it toppled over.」

"For what purpose?」

"The Elephant is quite right," said the Tapir.

"Well," said Aslan,"can you use a spade and a plough and raise food out of the earth?」

"I still think its a sort of tree," said the Warthog.

"Well, no, sir," said the Cabby. "Leastways, not in an ordinary manner of speaking. Yet I feel somehow, if I may make so free, as ow weve met before.」

"How came she to be in your world, Son of Adam?」

"Well, hread.99cｓw.ｃｏｍis brains perhaps," she replied mildly.

his clothes on. In the end it revived him. He awoke from his faint. What a wake it was!

"Then," said Aslan,, "You will have done all that a King should do. Your coronation will be held presently. And you and your children and grandchildren shall be blessed, and some will be Kings of Narnia, and others will be Kings of Archenland which lies yonder over the Southern Mountains. And you, little Daughter (here he turned to Polly) are welcome. Have you forgiven the Boy for the violence he did you in the Hall of Images in the desolate palace of accursed Charn?」

"Well, sir," said the Cabby very slowly, "a chap dont exactly know till hes been tried. I dare say I might turn out ever such a soft un. Never did no fighting except with my fists.

The Cabby opened his mouth in astonishment, and his wife turned very red.

Aslan threw up his shaggy head, opened his mouth, and uttered a long, single note; not very loud, but full of power. Pollys heart jumped in her body when she heard it. She felt sure that it was a call, and that anyone who heard that call would want to obey it and (whats more) would be able to obey it, however many worlds and ages lay between. And so, though she was filled with wonder, she was not really astonished or shocked when all of a sudden a young woman, with a kind, honest face stepped out of nowhere and stood beside her. Polly knew at once that it was the Cabbys wife, fetched out of our world not by any tiresome magic rings, but quickly, simply and sweetly as a bird flies to its nest.

"She woke up," said Digory wretchedly. And then, turning very white, "I mean, I woke her. Because I wanted to know what would happen if I struck a bell. Polly didnt want to.

When the Lion spoke again, it was not to Digory.

"Can it be made to stand up?" said the Elephant thoughtfully. She took the limp form of Uncle Andrew gently in her trunk and set him up on end: upside down, unfortunately, so that two half-sovereigns, three halfcrowns, and a sixpence fell out of his pocket. But it was no use. Uncle Andrew merely collapsed again.

"I never could abide such goings on, sir, and thats the truth. Id give em what for if I caught em at it," said the Cabby. (All through this conversation his voice was growing slower and richer. More like the country voice he must have had as a boy and less like the sharp, quick voice o九九藏書f a cockney.)

"Yes, Aslan, weve made it up," said Polly.

"Yes, sir, I could do a bit of that sort of work: being brought up to it, like.」

It wasnt her fault. I - I fought her. I know I shouldnt have. I think I was a bit enchanted by the writing under the bell.」

"Tree! Tree!" said a dozen voices.

"It was my Uncle, Aslan," he said. "He sent us out of our own world by magic rings, at least I had to go because he sent Polly first, and then we met the Witch in a place called Charn and she just held on to us when -」

"That was only the wind in its branches," said the Warthog.

"Son," said Aslan to the Cabby. "I have known you long. Do you know me?」

DIGORY AND HIS UNCLE ARE BOTH IN TROUBLE You may think the animals were very stupid not to see at once that Uncle Andrew was the same kind of creature as the two children and the Cabby. But you must remember that the animals knew nothing about clothes. They thought that Pollys frock and Digorys Norfolk suit and the Cabbys howlet hat were as much parts of them as their own fur and feathers. They wouldnt have known even that those three were all of the same kind if they hadnt spoken to them and if Strawberry had not seemed to think so. And Uncle Andrew was a great deal taller than the children and a good deal thinner than the Cabby.

"Would you like to live here always?」

"Can you rule these creatures kindly and fairly, remembering that they are not slaves like the dumb beasts of the world you were born in, but Talking Beasts and free subjects?」

There was a long pause. And Digory was thinking all the time, "Ive spoiled everything.

"And yet, you know," said the Elephant (the She Elephant, of course; her husband, as you remember, had been called away by Aslan). "And yet, you know, it might be an animal of some kind. Mightnt the whitish lump at this end be a sort of face? And couldnt those holes be eyes and a mouth? No nose, of course. But then - ahem - one mustnt be narrow-minded. Very few of us have what could exactly be called a Nose." She squinted down the length of her own trunk with pardonable pride.

Were animals and we dont roll over. We stand up. Like this." He rose to his hind legs, took a step backwards, tripped over a low branch and fell flat on his back.

"I object to that remark very strongly," said the Bulldog.

The young woman had apparently been in the middle of a wash九_九_藏_書ing day, for she wore an apron, her sleeves were rolled up to the elbow, and there were soapsuds on her hands. If she had had time to put on her good clothes (her best hat had imitation cherries on it) she would have looked dreadful; as it was, she looked rather nice.

Theres no chance of getting anything for Mother now.」

Digory knew that he couldnt possibly break in on so solemn a meeting, but there was no need to do so. At a word from Aslan, the He-Elephant, the Ravens, and all the rest of them drew aside. Digory slipped off the horse and found himself face to face with Aslan.

"I object to that remark very strongly," said the Bulldog.

"Of course it wants some watering," said the Elephant.

"It looks dreadfully withered," said the Donkey.

He was all in black except for his white waistcoat (not very white by now), and the great grey mop of his hair (now very wild indeed) didnt look to them like anything they had seen in the three other humans. So it was only natural that they should be puzzled. Worst of all, he didnt seem to be able to talk.

"And would you bring up your children and grandchildren to do the same?」

"That is well," said Aslan. "And now for the Boy himself.」

"There!" said a Warthog, "its only a tree. I always thought so." (Remember, they had never yet seen a faint or even a fall.)

"And you wouldnt have favourites either among your own children or among the other creatures or let any hold another under or use it hardly?」

"I object to that remark very strongly," said the Bulldog. But the Elephant walked quietly to the river, filled her trunk with water, and came back to attend to Uncle Andrew. The sagacious animal went on doing this till gallons of water had been squirted over him, and water was running out of the skirts of his frock-coat as if he had been for a bath with all

"My children," said Aslan, fixing his eyes on both of them, "you are to be the first King and Queen of Narnia.」

"Why," said the Bulldog, "if a fellow cant trust his nose, what is he to trust?」

"You see, friends," he said, "that before the new, clean world I gave you is seven hours old, a force of evil has already entered it; waked and brought hither by this son of Adam.」

"Well, we must do something about it," said the Elephant. "Because it may be the Neevil, and it must be shown to Aslan. What do most of 九_九_藏_書us think? Is it an animal or something of the tree kind?」

"Do you?" asked Asian; still speaking very low and deep. .

"By - by Magic.」

The Cabby swallowed hard two or three times and cleared his throat.

A dozen different things that he might say flashed through Digorys mind, but he had the sense to say nothing except the exact truth.

"Its a fair treat, sir," said the Cabby.

"Son of Adam," said the Lion. "There is an evil Witch abroad in my new land of Narnia.

"No," said Digory. "I see now I wasnt. I was only pretending.」

He had been desperately hoping that the Lion would say "Yes"; he had been horribly afraid it might say "No". But he was taken aback when it did neither.

"I think I might say (meaning no offence to anyone present) that, perhaps, for that sort of work, my kind of nose -」

"There!" said several voices. "It isnt an animal at all, Its not alive.」

The Bulldog, who had been sniffing Uncle Andrew all over, raised its head and said, "Its an animal. Certainly an animal. And probably the same kind as those other ones.」

"If its a tree," said the other Bear, "there might be a bees nest in it.」

Tell these good Beasts how she came here.」

"The Third Joke, the Third Joke, the Third joke!" said the Jackdaw in great excitement.

"It is well," said the Lion. "You know better than you think you know, and you shall live to know me better yet. How does this land please you?」

"This is the Boy," said Aslan, looking, not at Digory, but at his councillors. "This is the Boy who did it.」

"Oh dear," thought Digory, "what have I done now?」

"You surely dont mean," said the Jackdaw to the Badger, "that you think its a talking animal! It didnt say any words.」

"Smelling isnt everything," said the Elephant.

Strawberry trotted on with Digory on his back till the noise of the other animals died away, and now the little group of Aslan and his chosen councillors was quite close.

"Well you see sir, Im a married man," said the Cabby. "If my wife was here neither of us would ever want to go back to London, I reckon. Were both country folks really.」

"And if enemies came against the land (for enemies will arise) and there was war, would you be the first in the charge and the last in the retreat?」

"I brought her, Aslan," he answered in a low voice.