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CHAPTER FOURTEEN

  THEBOTTOMOFTHEWORLD"MYnameisGolg,"saidthegnome."AndIlltellyourHonoursallIknow.Aboutanhowewereallgoingaboutourwork-herwork,Ishouldsay-sadandsilent,sameaswevedoneanyotherdayforyearsandyears.Thentherecameagreatcrashandbang.

  Assoonastheyheardit,everyonesaystohimself,Ihaventhadasongoradanceorletoffasquibforalongtime;whysthat?Andeveryohinkstohimself,Why,Imusthavebeenented.Andtheneveryonesaystohimself,ImblessedifIknowwhyImcarryingthisload,andImnotgoingtocarryitanyfarther:thatsthat.Anddowhrowoursadbundlesandtools.Theneveryournsahegreatredglowoveryonder.Andeveryonesaystohimself,Whatsthat?andeveryoneanswershimselfandsays,TheresacrackorchasmsplitopenandanicewarmglowingupthroughitfromtheReallyDeepLand,athousandfathomunderus.”

  "GreatScott,"exclaimedEustace,"arethereotherlandsstilllowerdown?”

  "Ohyes,yourHonour,"saidGolg."Lovelyplaces;whatwecalltheLandofBism.Thistrywherewearenow,theWitchstry,iswhatwecalltheShallowLands.Itsagooddealtoohesurfacetosuitus.Ugh!Youmightalmostaswellbelivingoutside,onthesurfaceitself.Yousee,nomesfromBismwhomtheWitchhascalledupherebymagictoworkforher.Butwedfottenallaboutittillthatcrashcameandthespellbroke.Wedidntknoereorwherewebelonged.Wecouldntdoanything,orthinkanything,exceptwhatsheputintoourheads.Anditwasglumandgloomythingssheputthereallthoseyears.Ivenearlyfottenhowtomakeajokeordanceajig.Butthemomentthebangcameandthechasmopenedandtheseabeganrising,itallcamebadofcourseweallsetoffasquickaswecouldtogetdownthecradhometoourownpladyouseethemovertherealllettingoffrocketsandstandingontheirheadsforjoy.AndIllbeveryobligedtoyourHonoursifyoullsoomegoandjoinin.”

  "Ithinkthisissimplysplendid,"saidJill."ImsogladwefreedthegnomesaswellasourselveswheofftheWitchshead!AndImsogladtheyarentreallyhorridandgloomyanymorethanthePrincereallywaswell,whatheseemedlike.”

  "Thatsallverywell,Pole,"saidPuddleglumcautiously."Butthosegnomesdidntlooktomelikechapswhowerejustrunningaway.Itlookedmorelikemilitaryformations,ifyouaskme.Doyoulookmeintheface,MrGolg,andtellmeyouwerentpreparingforbattle?”

  "Ofcoursewewere,yourHonour,"saidGolg."Yousee,wedidntknowtheWitchwasdead.Wethoughtshedbewatgfromthecastle.Weweretryingtoslipawaywithoutbeingseen.Andthenwhenyouthreecameoutwithswordsandhorses,ofcourseeveryonesaystohimself,Hereites:notknowingthathisHonourwasntochsside.Andweweredetermiofightlikeanythingratherthahehopeofgoingba.”

  "Illbesworntisagnome,"saidthePrince."Letgoofit,friendPuddleglum.AsfoodGolg,Ihavebeenentedlikeyouandyourfellows,andhavebutnewlyrememberedmyself.Andnow,oionmore.Doyouknowthewaytothosenewdiggings,bywhichthesorceressmeanttoleadoutanarmyagainstOverland?”

  "Ee-ee-ee!"squeakedGolg."Yes,Iknowthatterribleroad.Iwillshowyouwhereitbegins.ButitisnomannerofuseyourHonouraskiogowithyouonit.Illdierather.”

  "Why?"askedEustaxiously."Whatssodreadfulaboutit?”

  "Toohetop,theoutside,"saidGolg,shuddering."Thatwastheworstthichdidtous.Weweregoingtobeledoutintotheopen-ontotheoutsideoftheworld.Theysaytheresnoroofatallthere;onlyahorriblegreatemptinesscalledthesky.

  Andthediggingshavegonesofarthatafewstrokesofthepickwouldbringyououttoit.

  Iwouldntdaregohem.”

  "Hurrah!Nowyouretalking!"criedEustadJillsaid,"Butitsnothorridatallupthere.Welikeit.Welivethere.”

  "IknowyouOverlanderslivethere,"saidGolg."ButIthoughtitwasbecauseyoucouldntfindyourwaydowninside.Youtreallylikeit-crawlingaboutlikefliesoopoftheworld!”

  "Whataboutshowingustheroadatonce?"saidPuddleglum.

  "Inagoodhour,"criedthePrihewholepartysetout.ThePrinceremountedhischarger,PuddleglumclimbedupbehindJill,andGolgledtheway.AsheweshoutingoutthegoodhattheWitchwasdeadandthatthefourOverlanderswerenotdangerous.Andthosewhoheardhimshouteditontoothers,sothatinafewmihewholeofUnderlandwasringingwithshoutsandcheers,andgnomesbyhundredsandthousands,leaping,turningcart-wheels,standingontheirheads,playingleap-frog,aingoffhugecrackers,camepressingroundCoalbladSnowflake.AndthePriotellthestoryofhisownentmentanddeliveraleasttentimes.

  Inthiswaytheycametotheedgeofthechasm.Itwasaboutathousalongandperhapstwohundredwide.Theydismountedfromtheirhorsesandcametotheedge,andlookeddownintoit.Astrosmoteupintotheirfaces,mixedwithasmellwhichwasquiteuheyhadeversmelled.Itwasrich,sharp,exg,andmadeyoushedepthofthechasmwasshtthatatfirstitdazzledtheireyesandtheycouldseenothing.Wheusedtoittheythoughttheyakeoutariveroffire,and,onthebanksofthatriver,whatseemedtobefieldsandgrovesofanunbearable,hotbrilliahoughtheyweredimparedwiththeriver.Therewereblues,reds,greens,andwhitesalljumbledtogether:averygoodstained-glasswindowwiththetropicalsunstaringstraightthroughitatmiddaymighthavesomethingthesameeffect.Downtheruggedsidesofthechasm,lookingblacklikefliesagainstallthatfierylight,hundredsofEarthmenwereclimbing.

  "Yourhonours,"saidGolg(aheyturolookathimtheycouldseenothingbutblaessforafewmiheireyesweresodazzled)."Yourhonours,whydont

  youedowntoBism?Youdbehappiertherethaninthatcold,unprotected,nakedtryoutontop.Oratleastedownforashortvisit.”

  Jilltookitfrahatheotherswouldlistentosuideaforamoment.

  ToherhorrorsheheardthePrincesaying:"Truly,friendGolg,Ihavehalfamindtoedownwithyou.Forthisisamarvellousadventure,anditmaybenomortalmanhaseverlookedintoBismbeforeorwilleverhavetheceagain.AndIknownothow,astheyearspass,IshallbeartorememberthatitwasonmypowertohaveprobedtheuttermostpitofEarthandthatIforbore.

  Butcouldamahere?Youdonotswiminthefire-riveritself?”

  "Ohno,yourHonour.sonlysalamandersliveinthefireitself.”

  "Whatkindofbeastisyoursalamander?"askedthePrince.

  "Itishardtotelltheirkind,yourHonour,"saidGolg."Fortheyaretoowhite-hottolookat.Buttheyaremostlikesmalldragons.Theyspeaktousoutofthefire.Theyarewonderfullycleverwiththeirtongues:verywittyandeloquent.”

  JillglancedhastilyatEustace.Shehadfeltsurethathewouldliketheideaofslidingdownthatchasmevehanshedid.Herheartsankasshesawthathisfacewasquiteged.HelookedmuchmorelikethePrihaheoldScrubbatExperimentHouse.Forallhisadventures,andthedayswhenhehadsailedwithKingCaspian,wereingba.

  "Yhness,"hesaid."IfmyoldfriendReepicheeptheMousewerehere,hewouldsaywecouldnotnowrefusetheadventuresofBismwithoutagreatimpeattoourhonour.”

  "Downthere,"saidGolg,"Icouldshowyold,realsilver,realdiamonds.”

  "Bosh!"saidJillrudely."Asifwedidntknowthatwerebelowthedeepestminesevenhere.”

  "Yes,"saidGolg."IhaveheardofthoselittlescratchesinthecrustthatyouTopdwellerscallmines.Butthatswhereyougetdeadgold,deadsilver,deadgems.DowninBismwehavethemaliveandgrowing.ThereIllpickyoubunchesofrubiesthatyoueatandsqueezeyouacupfullofdiamond-juice.Youwontcaremuchaboutfingeringthecold,deadtreasuresofyourshallowmieryouhavetastedtheliveonesofBism.”

  "Myfatherwenttotheworldsend,"saidRilianthoughtfully."Itwouldbeamarvellousthingifhissoothebottomoftheworld.”

  "Ifyhnesswantstoseeyourfatherwhilehesstillalive,whichIthinkhedprefer,"saidPuddleglum,"itsabouttimeweweregettingontothatroadtothediggings.”

  "AndIwontgodownthathole,whateveranyonesays,"addedJill.

  "Why,ifyourHonoursarereallysettogobacktoOverworld,"saidGolg,"thereisooftheroadthatsratherlowerthanthis.Andperhaps,ifthatfloodsstillrising-”

  "Oh,do,do,doeon!"beggedJill.

  "Ifearitmustbeso,"saidthePrihadeepsigh."ButIhavelefthalfofmyheartinthelandofBism.”

  "Please!"beggedJill.

  "Whereistheroad?"askedPuddleglum.

  "Therearelampsalltheway,"saidGolg."YourHonourseethebeginningoftheroadonthefarsideofthechasm.”

  "Howlongwillthelampsburnfor?"askedPuddleglum.

  Atthatmomentahissing,scorgvoicelikethevoiceofFireitself(theywoerwardsifitcouldhavebeenasalamanders)camewhistlingupoutoftheverydepthsofBism.

  "Quick!Quick!Quick!Tothecliffs,tothecliffs,tothecliffs!"itsaid."Theriftcloses.Itcloses.Itcloses.Quick!Quick!"Andatthesametime,withear-shatteringcradcreaks,therocksmoved.Already,whiletheylooked,thechasmwasnarrower.Fromeverysidebelatedgnomeswererushingintoit.Theywouldnotwaittoclimbdowntherocks.Theyflungthemselvesheadlongaherbecausesablastofhotairwasbeatingupfromthebottom,orforsomeotherreason,theycouldbeseenfloatingdownwardslikeleaves.Thickerandthickertheyfloated,tilltheirblaessalmostblottedoutthefieryriverandthegrovesoflivegems."Good-byetoyourHonours.Imoff,"shoutedGolg,anddived.Onlyafewwerelefttofollowhim.Thechasmwasnownobroaderthanastream.Nowitwasnarrowastheslitinapillarbox.Nowitwasonlyanintenselybrightthread.Then,withashocklikeathousandgoodstrainscrashingintoathousandpairsofbuffers,thelipsofrockclosed.Thehot,maddeningsmellvanished.

  ThetravellerswerealoneinanUnderworldwhiowlookedfarblackerthanbefore.

  Pale,dim,anddreary,thelampsmarkedthedireoftheroad.

  "Now,"saidPuddleglum,"itstentoonewevealreadystayedtoolong,butwemayaswellmakeatry.Thoselampswillgiveoutinfiveminutes,Ishouldntwonder.”

  Theyurgedthehorsestoaterandthunderedalongtheduskyroadiyle.Butalmostatobegangoingdownhill.TheywouldhavethoughtGolghadsehewrongwayiftheyhadnotseen,ohersideofthevalley,thelampsgoingonandupwardsasfarastheeyecouldreach.Butatthebottomofthevalleythelampsshoneonmovingwater.

  "Haste,"criedthePriheygallopeddowntheslope.Itwouldhavebeennastyenoughatthebottomevenfivemierforthetidewasrunningupthevalleylikeamill-radifithadetoswimming,thehorsescouldhardlyhavewonover.Butitwasstillonlyafootortwodeep,andthoughitswishedterriblyroundthehorseslegs,theyreachedthefarsideiy.

  Theheslow,wearymarchuphillwithnothiolookatbutthepalelampswhitupandupasfarastheeyecouldreach.Whentheylookedbacktheycouldseethewaterspreading.AllthehillsofUnderlandwerenowislands,anditwasonlyonthoseislandsthatthelampsremained.Everymomentsomedistantlightvanished.Soontherewouldbetotaldarknesseverywhereexceptontheroadtheywerefollowing;ahelowerpartofitbehihoughnolampshadyetgo,thelamplightshoneonwater.

  Althoughtheyhadgoodreasonforhurrying,thehorsescouldnotgoonforeverwithoutarest.Theyhalted:andiheycouldhearthelappingofwater.

  "IwonderiswhatshisherTime-floodedoutnow,"saidJill."Andallthosequeersleepinganimals.”

  "Idontthinkwereashighasthat,"saidEustace."Dontyourememberhowwehadtogodownhilltoreachthesunlesssea?IshouldntthierhasreachedFatherTimescaveyet.”

  "Thatsasmaybe,"saidPuddleglum."Immoreiedinthelampsonthisroad.

  Lookabitsickly,dontthey?”

  "Theyalwaysdid,"saidJill.

  "Aye,"saidPuddleglum."Buttheyregreenernow.”

  "Youdoosayyouthinktheyregoingout?"criedEustace.

  "Well,howevertheywork,youtexpectthemtolastforever,youknow,"repliedtheMarsh-wiggle."Butdoyourspiritsdown,Scrubb.Ivegotmyeyeoertoo,andIdontthinkitsrisingsofastasitdid.”

  "Smallfort,friend,"saidthePrince."Ifweotfindourwayout.Iercy,all.IamtoblameformyprideandfantasywhichdelayedusbythemouthofthelandofBism.Now,letusrideon.”

  DuringthehourorsothatfollowedJillsometimesthoughtthatPuddleglumwasrightaboutthelamps,andsometimesthoughtitwasonlyherimagination.Meanwhilethelandwasging.TheroofofUnderlandwassohatevenbythatdulllighttheycouldquitedistinctly.Andthegreat,ruggedwallsofUnderlandcouldbeseendrawingcloseroneachside.Theroad,infact,wasleadingthemupintoasteeptunnel.

  Theybegantopasspidshovelsandbarrowsandnsthatthediggershadretlybeenatwork.Ifonlyonecouldbesureofgettingout,allthiswasverycheering.

  Butthethoughtofgoingonintoaholethatwouldgetnarrowerandnarrower,andhardertoturnba,wasveryunpleasant.

  AtlasttheroofwassolouddleglumandthePrinockedtheirheadsagainstit.

  Thepartydismountedahehorses.Theroadwasunevenhereaopiesstepswithsomecare.ThatwashowJillnoticedthegrowingdarkherewasnodoubtaboutitnow.Thefacesoftheotherslookedstrangeandghastlyinthegreenglow.Thenallatonce(shecould)Jillgavealittlescream.Onelight,theoneahead,wentoutaltogether.Theonebehindthemdidthesame.Thentheywereinabsolutedarkness.

  "Ce,friends,"camePrinceRiliansvoice."WhetherweliveordieAslanwillbeoodlord.”

  "Thatsright,Sir,"saidPuddleglumsvoice."Andyoumustalwaysremembertheresonegoodthingaboutbeingtrappeddowllsavefuneralexpenses.”

  Jillheldhertongue.(Ifyoudontwantotherpeopletoknowhhtenedyouare,thisisalwaysawisethingtodo;itsyourvoicethatgivesyouaway.)

  "Wemightaswellgoonasstandhere,"saidEustadwhensheheardthetrembleinhisvoice,Jillkneiseshedbeennottotrustherown.

  Puddleglumaatfirstwiththeirarmsstretchedoutinfrontofthem,forfearofblunderingintoanything;JillandthePrincefollowed,leadingthehorses.

  "Isay,"cameEustauchlater,"aremyeyesgoingqueeroristhereapatchoflightupthere?”

  Beforeanyonecouldanswerhim,Puddleglumcalledout:"Stop.Imupagainstadeadend.Anditsearth,notrock.Whatwereyousaying,Scrubb?”

  "BytheLion,"saidthePrince,"Eustaceisright.Thereisasortof-”

  "Butitsnotdaylight,"saidJill."Itsonlyacoldbluesortoflight.”

  "Betterthannothing,though,"saidEustace."wegetuptoit?”

  "Itsnhtoverhead,"saidPuddleglum."Itsaboveus,butitsinthiswallthatIveruninto.Howwoulditbe,Pole,ifyougotonmyshouldersandsawwhetheryoucouldgetuptoit?”松语文学www.16sy.coM免费小说阅读