This part of the adventure was the only one which emed rather like a dream at the time and rather hard to remember properly afterward.Especially, one couldn’t say how long it had taken.Sometimes it emed to have lasted only a few minutes, but at others it felt as if it might have gone on for years.Obviously, unless either the Door had grown very much larger or the creatures had suddenly grown as small as gnats, a crowd like that couldn’t ever have tried to get through it.But no ohought about that sort of thing at the time.
The creatures came rushing on, their eyes brighter and brighter as they drew nearer and o the standing Stars.But as they came right up to Aslan one or other of two things happeo each of them.They all looked straight in his face, I don’t think they had any choice about that.And when some looked, the expression of their faces ged terribly—it was fear and hatred, except that, on the faces of Talking Bears, the fear and hatred lasted only for a fra of a d.You could e that they suddenly cead to the Talkis.They were just ordinary animals.And all the creatures who looked at Aslan in that way swerved to their right, his left, and disappeared into his huge black shadow, which（as you have heard）streamed away to the left of the doorway.The children never saw them again.I don’t know what became of them.But the others looked in the face of Aslan and loved him, though some of them were very frighte the same time.And all the came in at the Door, in on Aslan’s right.There were some queer spes among them.Eustace even reized one of tho very Dwarfs who had helped to shoot the Hors.But he had no time to wonder about that sort of thing（and anyway it was no business of his）freat joy put everything el out of his head.Among the happy creatures who now came crowding round Tirian and his friends were all tho whom they had thought dead.There was Roonwit the taur and Jewel the Uni and the good Boar and the good Bear, and Farsight the Eagle, and the dear Dogs and the Hors, and Poggin the Dwarf.