"He's the same as the Man Jesus?" Blankly, then Susan shakes her head and says gently,

"He's -- the Guardians, the stories were, looked after the Beams that held up the Tower. One of them is a Lion -- mayhap it's not the same, but it -- oh, Kitty, it might as well be. He were-- it's hard to explain."

"But I'm not-- I'm not good, either, and he-- he were kind to me."