The creatures came rushing on， their eyes brighter and righter as they drew nearer and nearer to the standing tars. But as they came right up to Aslan one or other of wo things happened to each of them. They all looked raight in his face， I don‘t think they had any choice about hat. And when some looked， the expression of their faces hanged terribly.it was fear and hatred： except that， on he faces of Talking Bears， the fear and hatred lasted only or a fraction of a second. You could see that they suddenlyceased to the Talking Beasts. They were just ordinary animals. And all the creatures who looked at Aslan in that way swerved to their right， his left， and disappeared into his huge black shadow， which （as you have heard） streamed away to the left of the doorway. The children never saw them again. I don’t know what became of them. But the others looked in the face of Aslan and loved him， though some of them were very frightened at the same time. And all these came in at the Door， in on Aslan‘s right. There were some queer specimens among them. Eustace even recognized one of those very Dwarfs who had helped to shoot the Horses. But he had not time to wonder about that sort of thing （and anyway it was no business of his） for a great joy put everything else out of his head. Among the happy creatures who now came crowding round Tirian and his friends were all those whom they had thought dead. There was Roonwit the Centaur and Jewel the Unicorn and the good Boar and the good Bear， and Farsight the Eagle， and the dear Dogs and the Horses， and Poggin the Dwarf.
