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im,”said Mr. Beaver.
“Is-is he a man ?”asked Lucy.
“Aslan a man !”said Mr. Beaver sternly.“Certainly not. I tell you he is the King of the wood and the son of the great Emperor-beyond-the-Sea.Don’t you know who is the King of Beasts ? Aslan is a lion-the Lion,the great Lion.”
“Ooh !”said Susan,“I’d thought he was a man.Is he-quite safe ? I shall feel rather nervous about meeting a lion.”
“That you will,dearie,and no mistake,”said Mrs. Beaver; “if there’s anyone who can appear before Aslan without their knees knocking,they’re either braver than most or else just silly.”
“Then he isn’t safe ?”said Lucy.
“Safe ?”said Mr. Beaver;“don’t you hear what Mrs. Beaver tells you ? Who said anything about safe ?Course he isn’t safe. But he’s good.He’s the King,I tell you.”
“I’m longing to see him,”said Peter,“even if I do feel frightened when it comes to the point.”
“That’s right,Son of Adam,”said Mr. Beaver,bringing his paw down on the table