All at once Caspian realized the truth and felt that he ought to have realized it long before. Doctor Cornelius was so small， and so fat， and had such a very long beard. Two thoughts came into his head at the same moment. One was a thought of terror. “He’s not a real man， not a man at all， he‘s a Dwarf， and he’s brought me up here to kill me.” Theother was sheer delight. “There are real Dwarfs still， and I‘ve seen one at last.”
“So you’ve guessed it in the end，” said Doctor Cornelius. “Or guessed it nearly right. I‘m not a pure Dwarf. I have human blood in me too. Many Dwarfs escaped in the great battles and lived on， shaving their beards and wearing high. heeled shoes and pretending to be men. They have mixed with your Telmarines. I am one of those， only a half.Dwarf， and if any of my kindred， the true Dwarfs， are still alive anywhere in the world， doubtless they would despise me and call me a traitor. But never in all these years have we forgotten our own people and all the other happy creatures of Narnia， and the long.lost days of freedom.”
“I’m.I‘m sorry， Doctor，” said Caspian. “It wasn’t myfault， you know.”
