Their visit was to the Seven Brothers of Shuddering Wood. Trumpkihe way back to the saddle and then dowward on the northern slope of the mountains till they came to a very solemn place among rocks and fir trees. They went very quietly and prently Caspian could feel the ground shake under his feet as if someone were hammering down below. Trumpkio a flat stone about the size of the top of a water-butt, and stamped on it with his foot. After a long pau it was moved away by someone or something underh, and there was a dark, round hole with a good deal of heat and steam ing out of it and in the middle of the hole the head of a Dwarf very like Trumpkin himlf. There was a long talk here and the dwarf emed more suspicious than the Squirrel or the Bulgy Bears had been, but in the end the whole party were io e down. Caspian found himlf desding a dark stairway into the earth, but when he came to the bottom he saw firelight. It was the light of a furhe whole place was a smithy. A subterranean stream ran past on one side of it. Two Dwarfs were at the bellows, another was holding a piece of red-hot metal on the anvil with a pair of tongs, a fourth was hammering it, and two, wiping their horny little hands on a greasy cloth, were ing forward to meet the visitors. It took some time to satisfy them that Caspian was a friend and not an enemy, but when they did, they all cried—“Long live the King,” and their gifts were noble—mail shirts as and swords for Caspian and Trumpkin and Nikabrik. The Badger could have had the same if he had liked, but he said he was a beast, he was, and if his claws ah could not keep his skin whole, it wasn’t worth keeping. The workmanship of the arms was far fihan any Caspian had ever en, and he gladly accepted the Dwarf-made sword instead of his own, which looked, in parison, as feeble as a toy and as clumsy as a stick. The ven brothers （who were all Red Dwarfs） promid to e to the feast at Dang Lawn.
A little farther on, in a dry, rocky ravihey reached the cave of five Black Dwarfs. They looked suspiciously at Caspian, but in the end the eldest of them said, “If he is against Miraz, we’ll have him for King.” And the oldest said, “Shall we go farther up for you, up to the crags? There’s an Ogre or two and a Hag that we could introduce you to, up there.”
“Certainly not,” said Caspian.
“I should think not, indeed,” said Trufflehunter. “We want none of that sort on our side.” Nikabrik disagreed with this, but Trumpkin and the Badger overruled him. It gave Caspian a shock to realize that the horrible creatures out of the old stories, as well as the nies, had some desdants in Narnia still.