“This is the queerest thing I ever heard，” said Trumpkin. “I don’t like it，” said Nikabrik. “I didn‘t know there werestories about us still told among the Humans. The less they know about us the better. That old nurse， now. She’d better have held her tongue. And it‘s all mixed up with that Tutor： a renegade Dwarf. I hate ’em. I hate ‘em worse than the Humans. You mark my words.no good will come of it.
“Don’t you go talking about things you don‘t understand， Nikabrik，” said Trufflehunter. “You Dwarfs are as forgetful and changeable as the Humans themselves. I’m a beast， I am， and a Badger what‘s more. We don’t change. We hold on. I say great good will come of it. This is the true King of Narnia we‘ve got here： a true King， coming back to trueNarnia. And we beasts remember， even if Dwarfs forget， that Narnia was never right except when a son of Adam was King.”
