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“Hark what the monkey says，”it shouted.“We know why he isn’t going to bring his precious Aslan out. I’ll tell you why： because he hasn’t got him. He never had anything except an old donkey with a lion-skin on its back. Now he’s lost that and he doesn’t know what to do.”
Tirian could not see the faces on the other side of the fire very well but he guessed this was Griffle the Chief Dwarf. And he was quite certain of it when，a second later，all the Dwarfs’ voices joined in，singing：“Don’t know what to do! Don’t know what to do! Don’t know what to do-o-o!”
“Silence!”thundered Rishda Tarkaan.“Silence，children of mud! Listen to me，you other Narnians，lest I give command to my warriors to fall upon you with the edge of the sword. The Lord Shift has already told you of that wicked Ass. Do you think， because of him that there is no real Tashlan in the stable! Do you ？ Beware，beware.”
“No，no，”shouted most of the crowd. But the Dwarfs said， “That’s right，Darkie，you’ve got i
