saidTrufflehuntersternly.
“Courtmanners,courtmanners,”sneeredNikabrik.“Butinthisholewemaytalkplainly.Youknow—andheknowsthatthisTelmarineboywillbekingofnowhereandnobodyinaweekunlesswecanhelphimoutofthetrapinwhichhesits.”
“Perhaps,”saidCornelius,“yournewfriendswouldliketospeakforthemselves?Youthere,whoandwhatareyou?”
“WorshipfulMasterDoctor,”cameathin,whiningvoice.“Sopleaseyou,I’monlyapooroldwoman,Iam,andveryobligedtohisWorshipfulDwarfshipforhisfriendship,I’msure.HisMajesty,blesshishandsomeface,hasnoneedtobeafraidofanoldwomanthat’snearlydoubledupwiththerheumaticsandhasn’ttwostickstoputunderherkettle.Ihavesomepoorlittleskill—notlikeyours,MasterDoctor,ofcourse—insmallspellsandcantripsthatI’dbegladtouseagainstourenemiesifitwasagreeabletoallconcerned.ForIhate’em.Ohyes.Noonehatesbetterthanme.”
“Thatisallmostinterestingand—er—satisfactory,”saidDoctorCornelius.“IthinkInowknowwhatyouare,Madam.Perhapsyourotherfriend,Nikabrik,wouldgivesomeaccountofhimself?”
Adull,greyvoiceatwhichPeter’sfleshcreptreplied,“I’mhunger.I’mthirst.WhereIbite,IholdtillIdie,andevenafterdeaththeymustcutoutmymouthfulfrommyenemy’sbodyandburyitwithme.Icanfastahundredyearsandnotdie.Icanlieahundrednightsontheiceandnotfreeze.Icandrinkariverofbloodandnotburst.Showmeyourenemies.”
“Anditisinthepresenceofthesetwothatyouwishtodiscloseyourplan?”saidCaspian.
“Yes,”saidNikabrik.“AndbytheirhelpthatImeantoexecuteit.”
TherewasaminuteortwoduringwhichTrumpkinandtheboyscouldhearCaspianandhistwofriendsspeakinginlowvoicesbutcouldnotmakeoutwhattheyweresaying.ThenCaspianspokealoud.
“Well,Nikabrik,”hesaid,“wewillhearyourplan.”
TherewasapausesolongthattheboysbegantowonderifNikabrikwasevergoingtobegin;whenhedid,itwasinalowervoice,asifhehimselfdidnotmuchlikewhathewassaying.
“Allsaidanddone,”hemuttered,“noneofusknowsthetruthabouttheancientdaysinNarnia.Trumpkinbelievednoneofthestories.Iwasreadytoputthemtothetrial.WetriedfirsttheHornandithasfailed.IfthereeverwasaHighKingPeterandaQueenSusanandaKingEdmundandaQueenLucy,theneithertheyhavenotheardus,ortheycannotcome,ortheyareourenemies—”
“Ortheyareontheway,”putinTrufflehunter.
“YoucangoonsayingthattillMirazhasfedusalltohisdogs.AsIwassaying,wehavetriedonelinkinthechainofoldlegends,andithasdoneusnogood.Well.Butwhenyourswordbreaks,youdrawyourdagger.ThestoriestellofotherpowersbesidetheancientKingsandQueens.Howifwecouldcallthemup?”
“IfyoumeanAslan,”saidTrufflehunter,“it’sallonecallingonhimandontheKings.Theywerehisservants.Ifhewillnotsendthem(butImakenodoubthewill),ishemorelikelytocomehimself?”
“No.You’rerightthere,”saidNikabrik.“AslanandtheKingsgotogether.EitherAslanisdead,orheisnotonourside。Orelsesomethingstrongerthanhimselfkeepshimback.Andifhedidcome-howdoweknowhe’dbeourfriend?HewasnotalwaysagoodfriendtoDwarfsbyallthat’stold.Noteventoallbeasts.AsktheWolves.Andanyway,hewasinNarniaonlyoncethatIeverheardof,andhedidn’tstaylong.YoumaydropAslanoutofthereckoning.Iwasthinkingofsomeoneelse.”
Therewasnoanswer,andforafewminutesitwassostillthatEdmundcouldhearthewheezyandsnufflingbreathoftheBadger.
“Whodoyoumean?”saidCaspianatlast.
“ImeanapowersomuchgreaterthanAslan’sthatitheldNarniaspellboundforyearsandyears,ifthestoriesaretrue.”
“TheWhiteWitch!”criedthreevoicesallatonce,andfromthenoisePeterguessedthatthreepeoplehadleapedtotheirfeet.
“Yes,”saidNikabrikveryslowlyanddistinctly,“ImeantheWitch.Sitdownagain.Don’talltakefrightatanameasifyouwerechildren.Wewantpower:andwewantapowerthatwillbeonourside.Asforpower,donotthestoriessaythattheWitchdefeatedAslan,andboundhim,andkilledhimonthatverystonewhichisoverthere,justbeyondthelight?”
“Buttheyalsosaythathecametolifeagain,”saidtheBadgersharply.
“Yes,theysay,”answeredNikabrik,“butyou’llnoticethatwehearpreciouslittleaboutanythinghedidafterwards.Hejustfadesoutofthestory.Howdoyouexplainthat,ifhereallycametolife?Isn’titmuchmorelikelythathedidn’t,andthatthestoriessaynothingmoreabouthimbecausetherewasnothingmoretosay?”