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A strange, shrill squeaking wakened Peter next morning, and starting up / he saw that it was the Iffin. Sitting on a flat stone, the tiny monster / was practising his gr -- rrs. "If only I could growl again, I wouldn't / mind my size," mourned Snif, looking sadly up at Peter. "Can't fight! / Can't growl! A fine fix for a fabulous monster!"
"But you can think," answered Peter cheerfully. "And you're free. Just / wait till we've conquered this silly old baron and come to the Emerald / City. You'll be a sure-enough griffin then. But I kinda like you / little," he added loyally, "and I should think it would be rather an / interesting experience."