From where Tirian was he could not make out very clearly what the thing was； but he could see that it was yellow and hairy. He had never seen the Great Lion. He had never seen a common lion. He couldn‘t be sure that what he saw was not the real Aslan. He had not expected Aslan to look like that stiff thing which stood and said nothing. But how could one be sure？ For a moment horrible thoughts went through his mind： then he remembered the nonsense about Tash and Aslan being the same and knew that the whole thing must be a cheat.
The Ape put his head close up to the yellow thing’s head as if he were listening to something it was whispering to him. Then he turned and spoke to the crowd， and the crowd wailed again. Then the yellow thing turned clumsily round and walked.you might almost say， waddled.back into the stable and the Ape shut the door behind it. After that the fire must have been put out for the light vanished quite suddenly， and Tirian was once more alone with the cold and the darkness.
