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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．