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You may think the animals were very stupid not to see at once that Uncle Andrew was the same kind of creature as the two children and the Cabby．But you must remember that the animals knew nothing about clothes．They thought that Polly’s frock and Digory’s Norfolk suit and the Cabby’s howlet hat were as much parts of them as their own fur and feathers．They wouldn’t have known even that those three were all of the same kind if they hadn’t spoken to them and if Strawberry had not seemed to think so． And Uncle Andrew was a great deal taller than the children and a good deal thinner than the Cabby．He was all in black except for his white waistcoat（not very white by now），and the great grey mop of his hair（now very wild indeed）didn’t look to them like anything they had seen in the three other humans．So it was only natural that they should be puzzled．Worst of all，he didn’t seem to be able to talk．
He had tried to．When the Bulldog spoke to him（or，as he thought，first snarled and then growled at him）he held out his shaking hand and gasped“Good Doggie，then，poor old fellow．”But the beasts could not understand him any more than he could understand them．They didn’t hear any words： only a vague sizzling noise．Perhaps it was just as well they didn’t，for no dog that I ever knew，least of all a Talking Dog of Narnia，likes being called a Good Doggie then；any more than you would like being called My Little Man．
Then Uncle Andrew dropped down in a dead faint．
“There ！”said a Warthog，“it’s only a tree．I always thought so．”Remember，they had never yet seen a faint or even a fall．）
The Bulldog，who had been sniffing Uncle Andrew all over， raised its head and said，“It’s an animal．Certainly an animal． And probably the same kind as those other ones．”
“I don’t see that，”said one of the Bears．“An animal wouldn’t just roll over like that．We’re animals and we don’t roll over． We stand up．Like this．”He rose to his hind legs，took a step backwards，tripped over a low branch and fell flat on his back．
“The Third Joke，the Third Joke，the Third Joke ！”said the Jackdaw in great excitement．
“I still think it’s a sort of tree，”said the Warthog．
“If it’s a tree，”said the other Bear，“there might be a bees’ nest in it．”
