Aslan has it all settled with the King of Calormen-The Tisroc, as our dark faced friends the Calormenes call him. Everybody who can work is going to be made to work in future. Well, you can get that idea out of your heads at once. “And now here’s another thing,” the Ape went on, fitting a fresh nut into its cheek, “I hear some of the horses are saying, Let’s hurry up and get this job of carting timber over as quickly as we can, and then we’ll be free again. There was dead silence except for the noise of a very young badger crying and its mother trying to make it keep quiet. And take my advice, and see you do it in double quick time, for he doesn’t mean to stand any nonsense.” He’ll tell me what you’ve got to do, and I’ll tell the rest of you. He can’t be bothered talking to a lot of stupid animals. And it’s because I’m so wise that I’m the only one Aslan is ever going to speak to. And it’s because I’m so old that I’m so wise. If I look like an Ape, that’s because I’m so very old: hundreds and hundreds of years old. “I hear some of you are saying I’m an Ape. “And now there’s another thing you got to learn,” said the Ape.
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