CHAPTER ELEVEN
stead of bolting, ottered towards Aslan.
Aslan pounced. ten being carried in ts mout . ttle, miserable ball, tled like a tinkers pack and to - the air. he was as safe as if he had been
in bed, t feel so. As y pa oo) on the ground.
quot;Son of Eart; asked Aslan.
quot;Ye - ; panted t yet got its breath back.
quot;No; said Aslan. quot;tting. Look behe dawn beginning.
e ime to lose. You ten into t you here.”
till speeco ask if Aslan ed, turned and jingled ao the dusk.
Lucy noticed t than boys.
tc of siganding close beside Aslan. t was changing.
Lo, Aravir, tar of Narnia, gleamed like a little moon.
Aslan, wed his head, shook his mane, and roared.
t first like an organ beginning on a loe, rose and became louder, and till t. It rose up from t ed across all Narnia. Doared palely in one anot in t River, no its coldest , in every field and ears of rabbits rose from t from under rees stirred. In too ts, staring s. Far aier tain giants peered from teles.
Lucy and Susan sao t every direction across t looked first like a black mist creeping on tormy last, like rees of to be ruso as trees; and o Aslan, o gaze on Aslan, tood still and adored t ing, quot;Aslan, Aslan!quot; in their various husky or creaking or wave-like voices.
t Lucy among trees. One too pretty for a boys, if it looked, so extremely , as Edmund said ;t do anytely anyt; o many names - Bromios, Bas