Adventures “inside” the stable.

Everyone raised his hand to pick the fruit he best liked the look of, and then everyone paused for a second. This fruit was so beautiful that each felt “It can’t be meant for me…surely we’re not allowed to pluck it.”

“It’s all right,” said Peter. “I know what we’re all thinking. But I’m sure, quite sure, we needn’t. I’ve a feeling we’ve got to the country where everything is allowed.”

A grand total of one thing (maybe two) happens in this chapter. It’s writing like this that makes me love it anyway.  On a side note, it’s interesting that the first thing they eat here is fruit…because that’s not at all symbolic of anything.

Tirian realizes that the stable is bigger on the inside, prompting Lucy to speak up.

“Yes,” said Queen Lucy. “In our world too, a stable once had something inside it that was bigger than our whole world.” It was the first time she had spoken, and from the thrill in her voice, Tirian now knew why. She was drinking everything in even more deeply than the others. She had been too happy to speak.

Something about that just makes me so happy for Lucy I almost want to cry.

Anyhow, the others tell about what was happening with them, which basically just confirms Jill and Eustace’s story and gives us a little insight into what became of the villains (Ginger was fleeing Tash when he turned dumb, Shift was dispatched by Tash), and apparently Emeth is wandering around the place.

Then we come to the Dwarfs, whom Lucy desires to befriend, except that they’re still convinced they’re sitting inside a stable waiting for the Calormenes to torch it, and no appeal to their senses does any good.  After Tirian and Lucy argue with them for a bit, Aslan finally arrives on the scene, but is unable to make the Dwarfs understand, because he cannot make the Dwarfs believe.

“Well, at any rate there’s no Humbug here. We haven’t let anyone take us in. The Dwarfs are for the Dwarfs.”

“You see,” said Aslan. “They will not let us help them. They have chosen cunning instead of belief. Their prison is only in their own minds, yet they are in that prison; and so afraid of being taken in that they cannot be taken out.”

Next time: Night falls on Narnia…

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