CHAPTER SEVEN MAINLY ABOUT DWARFS（第2/4页）

“I’m Jill，”she said.“The same Jill who rescued King Rilian from the enchantment-and this is Eustace who did it too-and we’ve come back from another world after hundreds of years. Aslan sent us.”

The Dwarfs all looked at one another with grins; sneering grins，not merry ones．

“Well，”said the Black Dwarf (whose name was Griffle)，“I don’t know how all you chaps feel，but I feel I’ve heard as much about Aslan as I want to for the rest of my life.”

“That’s right，that’s right，”growled the other Dwarfs.“It’s all a plant，all a blooming plant.”

“What do you mean ？”said Tirian. He had not been pale when he was fighting but he was pale now. He had thought this was going to be a beautiful moment，but it was turning out more like a bad dream．

“You must think we’re blooming soft in the head，that you must，”said Griffle.“We’ve been taken in once and now you expect us to be taken in again the next minute. We’ve no more use for stories about Aslan，see! Look at him! An old moke with long ears!”

“By heaven，you make me mad，”said Tirian.“Which of us said that was Aslan ？ That is the Ape’s imitation of the real Aslan. Can’t you understand ？”

“And you’ve got a better imitation，I suppose!”said Griffle.“No thanks. We’ve been fooled once and we’re not going to be fooled again.”

“I have not，”said Tirian angrily，“I serve the real Aslan.”

“Where’s he ？Who’s he ？Show him to us!”said several Dwarfs．

“Do you think I keep him in my wallet，fools ？”said Tirian.“Who am I that I could make Aslan appear at my bidding ？ He’s not a tame lion.”

The moment those words were out of his mouth he realized that he had made a false move. The Dwarfs at once began repeating“not a tame lion，not a tame lion，”in a jeering sing-song.“That’s what the other lot kept on telling us，”said one．

“Do you mean you don’t believe in the real Aslan ？”said Jill.“But I’ve seen him. And he has sent us two here out of a different world.”

“Ah，”said Griffle with a broad smile.“So you say. They’ve taught you your stuff all right. Saying your lessons，ain’t you ？”

“Churl，”cried Tirian，“will you give a lady the lie to her very face ？”

“You keep a civil tongue in your head，Mister，”replied the Dwarf.“I don’t think we want any more Kings-if you are Tirian， which you don’t look like him-no more than we want any Aslans. We’re going to look after ourselves from now on and touch our caps to nobody. See ？”

“That’s right，”said the other Dwarfs.“We’re on our own now.

No more Aslan，no more Kings，no more silly stories about other worlds. The Dwarfs are for the Dwarfs.”And they began to fall into their places and to get ready for marching back to wherever they had come from．

“Little beasts!”said Eustace.“Aren’t you even going to say thank you for being saved from the salt-mines ？”

“Oh，we know all about that，”said Griffle over his shoulder.“You wanted to make use of us，that’s why you rescued us. You’re playing some game of your own. Come on you chaps.”

And the Dwarfs struck up the queer little marching song which goes with the drum-beat，and off they tramped into the darkness．

Tirian and his friends stared after them. Then he said the single word“Come，”and they continued their journey．

They were a silent party. Puzzle felt himself to be still in disgrace，and also he didn’t really quite understand what had happened. Jill，besides being disgusted with the Dwarfs，was very impressed with Eustace’s victory over the Calormene and felt almost shy. As for Eustace，his heart was still beating rather quickly. Tirian and Jewel walked sadly together in the rear. The King had his arm on the Unicorn’s shoulder and sometimes the Unicorn nuzzled the King’s cheek with his soft nose. They did not try to comfort one another with words. It wasn’t very easy to think of anything to say that would be comforting. Tirian had never dreamed that one of the results of an Ape’s setting up as a false Aslan would be to stop people from believing in the real one. He had felt quite sure that the Dwarfs would rally to his side the moment he showed them how they had been deceived. And then next night he would have led them to Stable Hill and shown Puzzle to all the creatures and everyone would have turned against the Ape and，perhaps after a scuffle with the Calormenes，the whole thing would have been over. But now，it seemed，he could count on nothing. How many other Narnians might turn the same way as the Dwarfs ？