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next moment she added,“I wonder are they friendly ?”For she had just noticed, on the outskirts of the crowd,one or two giants and some people whom she couldn’t give a name to at all.
At that moment Aslan and the signs rushed back into her mind. She had forgotten all about them for the last half-hour.
“Scrubb !”she whispered,grabbing his arm. “Scrubb, quick ! Do you see anyone you know ?”
“So you’ve turned up again,have you ?”said Scrubb disagreeably(for which he had some reason). “Well,keep quiet,can’t you ? I want to listen.”
“Don’t be a fool,”said Jill. “There isn’t a moment to lose. Don’t you see some old friend here ? Because you’ve got to go and speak to him at once.”
“What are you talking about ?”said Scrubb.
“It’s Aslan—the Lion—says you’ve got to,”said Jill despairingly. “I’ve seen him.”
“Oh,you have,have you ? What did he say ?”
“He said the very first person you saw in Narnia would be an old friend,and you’d got to spea