“Don’t you believe it，” said the Ape. “And even if it was ue， times have changed. Aslan says he‘s been far too soft ith you before， do you see？ Well， he isn’t going to be soft ny more. He‘s going to lick you into shape this time. He’ll ach you to think he‘s a tame lion！”
A low moaning and whimpering was heard among the easts； and after that， a dead silence which was more iserable still.
“And now there’s another thing you got to learn，” said the pe. “I hear some of you are saying I‘m an Ape. Well， I’m ot. I‘m a Man. If I look like an Ape， that’s because I‘m o very old： hundreds and hundreds of years old. And it’s ecause I‘m so old that I’m so wise. And it‘s because I’m so ise that I‘m the only one Aslan is ever going to speak to. e can’t be bothered talking to a lot of stupid animals. He‘ll ll me what you’ve got to do， and I‘ll tell the rest of you.
And take my advice， and see you do it in double quick time， for he doesn’t mean to stand any nonsense.”
There was a dead silence except for the noise of a very young badger crying and its mother trying to make it keep quiet.
