“And now here‘s another thing，” the Ape went on， fitting a fresh nut into its cheek， “I hear some of the horses are saying， ’Let‘s hurry up and get this job of carting timber over as quickly as we can， and then we’ll be free again.‘ Well， you can get that idea out of your heads at once. And not only the Horses either. Everybody who can work is going to be made to work in future. Aslan has it all settled with the King of Calormen.the Tisroc， as our dark faced friends the Calormenes call him. All you Horses and bulls and donkeys are to be sent down into Calormen to work for your living.pulling and carrying the way horses and such. like do in other countries. And all you digging animals like moles and rabbits and Dwarfs are going down to work in the Tisroc’s mines. And.”
“No， no， no，” howled the Beasts. “It can‘t be true. Aslan would never sell us into slavery to the King of Calormen.”
“None of that！ Hold your noise！” said the Ape with a snarl. “Who said anything about slavery？ You won’t be slaves. You‘ll be paid.very good wages too. That is to say， your pay will be paid into Aslan’s treasury and he will use it all for everybody‘s good.” Then he glanced， and almost winked， at the chief Calormene.
