Lucy led the way and soon they could all see the Dwarfs. They had a very odd look. They weren‘t strolling about or enjoying themselves （although the cords with which they had been tied seemed to have vanished） nor were they lying down and having a rest. They were sitting very close together in a little circle facing one another. They never looked round or took any notice of the humans till Lucy and Tirian were almost near enough to touch them. Then the Dwarfs all cocked their heads as if they couldn’t see anyone but were listening hard and trying to guess by the sound what was happening.
“Look out！” said one of them in a surly voice. “Mind where you‘re going. Don’t walk into our faces！”
“All right！” said Eustace indignantly. “We‘re not blind. We’ve got eyes in our heads.”
“They must be darn good ones if you can see in here，” said the same Dwarf whose name was Diggle.
“In where？” asked Edmund.
“Why you bone.head， in here of course，” said Diggle. “In this pitch.black， poky， smelly little hole of a stable.”
“Are you blind？” said Tirian.
“Ain‘t we all blind in the dark！” said Diggle.