“Bree，” said Aravis， who was not very interested in the cut of his tail， “I‘ve been wanting to ask you something for a long time. Why do you keep on swearing By the Lion and By the Lion’s Mane？ I thought you hated lions.”
“So I do，” answered Bree. “But when I speak of the Lion， of course I mean Aslan， the great deliverer of Narnia who drove away the Witch and the Winter. All Narnians swear by him.”
“But is he a lion？”
“No， no， of course not，” said Bree in a rather shocked voice.
“All the stories about him in Tashbaan say he is，” replied Aravis. “And if he isn‘t a lion why do you call him a lion？”
“Well， you’d hardly understand that at your age，” said Bree. “And I was only a little foal when I left so I don‘t quite fully understand it myself.”
