Tiria his head to hear something that Jill was trying to whisper in his ear.“What do you think is really ihe stable?”she said.“Who knows?”said Tirian.“Two enes with drawn swords, as likely as not, one on each side of the door.”“You don’t think,”said Jill,“it might be...you know...that horrid thing we saw?”“Tash himlf?”whispered Tirian.“There’s no knowing.But ce, child, we are all between the paws of the true Aslan.”
Then a most surprising thing happened.Gihe Cat said in a cool, clear voiot at all as if he was excited,“I’ll go in, if you like.”
Every creature turned and fixed its eyes o.“Mark their subtleties, Sire,”said Poggin to the King.“This curd cat is in the plot, in the very ter of it.Whatever is iable will not hurt him, I’ll be bound.Then Ginger will e out again and say that he has en some wonder.”
But Tirian had no time to answer him.The Ape was calling the Cat to e forward.“Ho-ho！”said the Ape.“So you, a pert Puss, would look upon him face to fae on, then！I’ll open the door for you.Don’t blame me if he scares the whiskers off your face.That’s your affair.”
And the Cat got up and came out of its pla the crowd, walking primly and daintily, with its tail in the air, not one hair on its sleek coat out of place.It came on till it had pasd the fire and was so clo that Tirian, from where he stood with his shoulder against the end-wall of the stable, could lht into its face.Its big green eyes never blinked.（“Cool as a cucumber,”muttered Eustace.“It knows it has nothing to fear.”）The Ape, chug and making faces, shuttled across beside the Cat, put up his paw, drew the bolt and opehe door.Tirian thought he could hear the Cat purring as it walked into the dark doorway.
“Aii-aii-aouwee！—”The most horrible caterwaul you ever heard made everyone jump.You have been wakened yourlf by cats quarrelling or making love on the roof in the middle of the night, you know the sound.