To explain all this we must go back a bit. The Beasts， you remember， had tried planting and watering him. When the watering brought him to his senses， he found himself soaking wet， buried up to his thighs in earth （which was quickly turning into mud） and surrounded by more wild animals than he had ever dreamed of in his life before. It is perhaps not surprising that he began to scream and howl. This was in a way a good thing， for it at last persuaded everyone （even the Warthog） that he was alive. So they dug him up again （his trousers were in a really shocking state by now）. As soon as his legs were free he tried to bolt， but one swift curl of the Elephant‘s trunk round his waist soon put an end to that. Everyone now thought he must be safely kept somewhere till Aslan had time to come and see him and say what should be done about him. So they made a sort of cage or coop all round him. They then offered him everything they could think of to eat.
