（Bree was standing with his back to the green wall while he said this， and the other two were facing him. He was talking in rather a superior tone with his eyes half shut； that was why he didn’t see the changed expression in the faces of Hwin and Aravis. They had good reason to have open mouths and staring eyes， because while Bree spoke they saw an enormous lion leap up from outside and balance itself on the top of the green wall； only it was a brighter yellow and it was bigger and more beautiful and more alarming than any lion they had ever seen. And at once it jumped down inside the wall and began approaching Bree from behind. Itmade no noise at all. And Hwin and Aravis couldn‘t makeany noise themselves， no more than if they were frozen.）“No doubt，” continued Bree， “when they speak of him as a Lion they only mean he’s as strong as a lion or （to our enemies， of course） as fierce as a lion. Or something of that kind. Even a little girl like you， Aravis， must see that it would be quite absurd to suppose he is a real lion. Indeed it would be disrespectful. If he was a lion he‘d have to be a Beast just like the rest of us. Why！” （and here Bree began to laugh） “If he was a lion he’d have four paws， and a tail， and Whiskers！ . . . Aie， ooh， hoo.hoo！ Help！”
