“No. That’s a promise，” said Caspian. “But do go on， please.” “Listen，” said the Doctor. “All you have heard about Old Narnia is true. It is not the land of Men. It is the country of Aslan， the country of the Waking Trees and Visible Naiads， of Fauns and Satyrs， of Dwarfs and Giants， of the gods and the Centaurs， of Talking Beasts. It was against these that the first Caspian fought. It is you Telmarines who silenced the beasts and the trees and the fountains， and who killed and drove away the Dwarfs and Fauns， and are now trying to cover up even the memory of them. The King does notallow them to be spoken of.”
“Oh， I do wish we hadn‘t，” said Caspian. “And I am glad it was all true， even if it is all over.”
“Many of your race wish that in secret，” said Doctor Cornelius.
“But， Doctor，” said Caspian， “why do you say my race？ After all， I suppose you’re a Telmarine too.”
“Am I？” said the Doctor.
“Well， you‘re a Man anyway，” said Caspian.
“Am I？” repeated the Doctor in a deeper voice， at the same moment throwing back his hood so that Caspian could see his face clearly in the moonlight.
