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“A lie!”said the King fiercely.“What creature in Narnia or all the world would dare to lie on such a matter ?”And,without knowing it,he laid his hand on his sword hilt.
“That I know not,Lord King,”said the Centaur.“But I know there are liars on earth; there are none among the stars.”
“I wonder,”said Jewel,“whether Aslan might not come though all the stars foretold otherwise. He is not the slave of the stars but their Maker. Is it not said in all the old stories that He is not a tame lion.”
“Well said,well said,Jewel,”cried the King.“Those are the very words:not a tame lion. It comes in many tales.”
Roonwit had just raised his hand and was leaning forward to say something very earnestly to the King when all three of them turned their heads to listen to a wailing sound that was quickly drawing nearer. The wood was so thick to the West of them that they could not see the newcomer yet. But they could soon hear the words.
“Woe,woe,woe!”called the voice.“Woe for my brothers and sisters! Woe for the holy trees! The woods are laid waste. The axe is loosed against us. We are being felled. Great trees are falling,falling,falling.”
With the last“falling”the speaker came in sight. She was like a woman but so tall that her head was on a level with the Centaur’s yet she was like a tree too. It is hard to explain if you have never seen a Dryad but quite unmistakable once you have-something different in the colour,the voice,and the hair. King Tirian and the two Beasts knew at once that she was the nymph of a beech tree.
“Justice,Lord King!”she cried. “Come to our aid. Protect your people. They are felling us in Lantern Waste.Forty great trunks of my brothers and sisters are already on the ground.”
“What,Lady! Felling Lantern Waste ? Murdering the talking trees ?”cried the King,leaping to his feet and drawing his sword.“How dare they ? And who dares it ? Now by the Mane of Aslan-”