“I object to that remark very strongly，” said the Bulldog. But the Elephant walked quietly to the river， filled her trunk with water， and came back to attend to Uncle Andrew. The sagacious animal went on doing this till gallons of water had been squirted over him， and water was running out of the skirts of his frock.coat as if he had been for a bath with all his clothes on. In the end it revived him. He awoke from his faint. What a wakening it was！ But we must leave him to think over his wicked deeds （if he was likely to do anything so sensible） and turn to more important things.
Strawberry trotted on with Digory on his back till the noise of the other animals died away， and now the little group of Aslan and his chosen councillors was quite close. Digory knew that he couldn’t possibly break in on sosolemn a meeting， but there was no need to do so. At a word from Aslan， the He.Elephant， the Ravens， and all the rest of them drew aside. Digory slipped off the horse and found himself face to face with Aslan. And Aslan was bigger and more beautiful and more brightly golden and more terrible than he had thought. He dared not look into the great eyes.
