CHAPTER SIXTEEN
THEHEALINGOFHARMSWHENJillwokemandfoundherselfinacave,shethoughtforonehorridmomentthatshewasbatheUnderworld.Butwheicedthatshewaslyingonabedofheatherwithafurrymantleoverher,andsawacheeryfirecrag(asifnewlylit)onastohand,fartheroff,msunlightinginthroughthecavesmouth,sherememberedallthehappytruth.Theyhadhadadelightfulsupper,allcrowdedintothatcave,inspiteofbeingsosleepybeforeitroperlyover.ShehadavagueimpressionofDwarfscrowdingroundthefirewithfrying-pansratherbiggerthanthemselves,andthehissing,anddeliellofsausages,andmore,andmore,andmoresausages.Andnotwretchedsausageshalffullofbreadandsoyabeaher,but
realmeaty,spies,fatandpipinghotandburstandjustthetibitburnt.Amugsoffrothychocolate,androastpotatoesandroastchestnuts,andbakedappleswithraisinsstuwherethecoreshadbeen,andthenicesjusttofreshenyouupafterallthehotthings.
Jillsatupandlookedaround.Puddleglumaacewerelyingnotfaraway,bothfastasleep.
"Hi,youtwo!"shoutedJillinaloudvoice."Arentyouevergoingtogetup?”
"Shoo,shoo!"saidasleepyvoiewhereaboveher."Timetobesettlingdown.Haveagoodsnooze,do,do.Dontmakeato-do.Tu-whoo!”
"Why,Idobelieve,"saidJill,glangupatawhitebundleoffluffyfeatherswhicherchedontopofagrandfatherclooneerofthecave,"IdobelieveitsGlimfeather!”
"True,true,"whirredtheOwl,liftingitsheadoutfromuseningoneeye."IcameupwithamessageforthePriabouttwo.Thesquirrelsbroughtusthegoodnews.MessageforthePrince.Hesgone.Youretofollowtoo.Good-day-"andtheheaddisappearedagain.
AsthereseemednofurtherhopeofgettinganyinformationfromtheOwl,Jillgotupandbeganlookingroundforanyceofawashandsomebreakfast.ButalmostatotleFautingintothecavewithasharpclick-clackofhisgoatyhoofsoonefloor.
"Ah!Youvewokenupatlast,DaughterofEve,"hesaid."PerhapsyoudbetterwaketheSonofAdam.YouvegottobeoffinafewminutesandtwotaurshaveverykindlyofferedtoletyourideontheirbacksdowntoCairParavel."Headdedinalowervoice.
"Ofcourse,yourealizeitisamostspecialandunheard-ofhonourtobeallowedtorideataur.IdontknowthatIeverheardofanyonedoingitbefore.Itwouldntdotokeepthemwaiting.”
"WheresthePrince?"wasthefirstquestioadPuddleglumassoonastheyhadbeenwakened.
"HesgonedowheKing,hisfather,atCairParavel,"aheFaun,whosenamewasOrruns."HisMajestysshipisexpectedinharbouranymoment.ItseemsthattheKiAslan-Idontknowwhetheritwasinavisionorfacetoface-beforehehadsailedfar,andAslanturnedhimbadtoldhimhewouldfindhislong-lostsonawaitinghimwhenhereaarnia.”
EustacewasnowupandheandJillsetabouthelpingOrrunstogetthebreakfast.
Puddleglumwastoldtostayinbed.AtaurcalledCloudbirth,afamoushealer,or(asOrrunscalledit)aleech,wasingtoseetohisburntfoot.
"Ah!"saidPuddlegluminatonealmostofte,"hellwanttohavethelegoffattheknee,Ishouldntwonder.Youseeifhedoesnt."Buthewasquitegladtostayinbed.
Breakfastwasscrambledeggsandtoastaacetackleditjustasifhehadnothadaverylargesupperinthemiddleofthenight.
"Isay,SonofAdam,"saidtheFaun,lookingwithacertaiEustacesmouthfuls.
"Theresohurryquitesodreadfullyasthat.Idontthiaurshavequitefiheirbreakfastsyet.”
"Thentheymusthavegotupverylate,"saidEustace."Ibetitsaftertenoclock.”
"Ohno,"saidOrruns."Theygotupbeforeitwaslight.”
"Thentheymusthavewaitedthedisofatimeforbreakfast,"saidEustace.
"No,theydidnt,"saidOrruns."Theybegaingthemiheyawoke.”
"Golly!"saidEustace."Dotheyeataverybigbreakfast?”
"Why,SonofAdam,dontyouuand?Ataurhasaman-stomadahorse-stomadofcoursebothwantbreakfast.Sofirstofallhehaspeandpavendersandkidneysandbadomeletteandcoldhamandtoastandmarmaladeandcoffeeandbeer.Andafterthatheattendstothehorsepartofhimselfbygrazingforanhourorsoandfinishingupwithahotmash,someoats,andabagofsugar.Thatswhyitssuchaseriousthingtoaskataurtostayfortheweek-end.Averyseriousthingindeed.”
Atthatmomenttherewasasoundofhorse-hoofstappingonrothemouthofthecave,andthechildrenlookedup.Thetwotaurs,ohabladohagoldenbeardflowiheirmagnifitbarechests,stoodwaitingforthem,bendingtheirheadsalittlesoastolookintothecave.Thenthechildrenbecameverypoliteandfiheirbreakfastveryquickly.hinksataurfunnywhe.
Theyaresolemn,majesticpeople,fullofawisdomwhichtheylearnfromthestars,noteasilymadeeithermerryry;buttheiraerribleasatidalwavewhenites.
"Good-bye,dearPuddleglum,"saidJill,goiheMarsh-wigglesbed."Imsorrywecalledyouawetbla.”
"SomI,"saidEustace."Youvebeefriendintheworld.”
"AndIdohopewellmeetagain,"addedJill.
"Notmuchceofthat,Ishouldsay,"repliedPuddleglum."1dontreverylikelytoseemyoldwigwamagaiher.AndthatPrince-hesanicechap-butdoyou
thinkhesverystrong?stitutionruihlivingunderground,Ishouldntwonder.
Looksthesortthatmightgooffanyday.”
"Puddleglum!"saidJill."Yourearegularoldhumbug.YousoundasdolefulasafuneralandIbelieveyoureperfectlyhappy.Andyoutalkasifyouwereafraidofeverything,whenyourereallyasbraveas-asalion.”
"Now,speakingoffunerals,"beganPuddleglum,butJill,whoheardthetaurstappingwiththeirhoofsbehindher,surprisedhimverymuchbyflingingherarmsroundhisthinnedkissinghismuddy-lookingface,whileEustacewrunghishand.Thehrushedawaytothetaurs,andtheMarsh-wiggle,sinkingbahisbed,remarkedtohimself,"Well,Iwouldnthavedreamtofherdoingthat.EventhoughIamagood-lookingchap.”
Torideoauris,nodoubt,agreathonour(andexceptJillaacethereisprobablynoonealiveintheworldtodaywhohashadit)butitisveryunfortable.Fornoonewhovaluedhislifewouldsuggestputtingasaddleoaur,andridingbare-baofun;especiallyif,likeEustace,youhaveneverlearorideatall.Thetaurswereverypoliteinagrave,gracious,grown-upkindofway,andastheyteredthroughtheNarnianwoodstheyspoke,withoutturningtheirheads,tellingthechildrenaboutthepropertiesofherbsandroots,theinflueheplaheninenamesofAslanwiththeirmeanings,andthingsofthatsort.Buthoweversoreandjoltedthetwohumaheywouldnowgiveanythingtohavethatjourneyain:toseethosegladesandslopessparklingwithlastnightssnow,tobemetbyrabbitsandsquirrelsandbirdsthatwishedyougo,tobreatheagaintheairofNarniaahevoicesoftheNarniantrees.
Theycamedowntotheriver,flowingbrightandblueinwintersunshine,farbelowthelastbridge(whichisatthesnug,red-roofedlittletownofBeruna)andwereferriedacrossinaflatbargebytheferryman;orrather,bytheferry-wiggle,foritisMarsh-wiggleswhodomostofthewateryandfishykindsofworkinNarnia.AheyhadcrossedtheyrodealohbankoftheriveralycametoCairParavelitself.AndattheverymomentoftheirarrivaltheysawthatsamebrightshipwhichtheyhadseeheyfirstsetfootinNarnia,glidinguptheriverlikeahugebird.AllthecourtwereoncemoreassembledonthegreeweeleandthequaytoweleKingCaspianhomeagain.Rilian,whohadgedhisblackclothesandwasnowdressedinascarletcloakoversilvermail,stoodclosetothewatersedge,bare-headed,toreceivehisfather;andtheDwarfTrumpkinsatbesidehiminhislittledonkey-chair.ThechildrensawtherewouldbenoceofreagthePrihroughallthatcrowd,and,anyway,theyrathershy.Sotheyaskedthetaursiftheymightgoonsittingontheirbacksalittlelongerandthusseeeverythiheheadsofthecourtiers.Aaurssaidtheymight.
Aflourishofsilvertrumpetscameoverthewaterfromtheshipsdeck:thesailorsthree;rats(TalkingRats,ofcourse)andMarsh-wigglesmadeitfastashore;andtheshipedin.Musis,hiddensomewhereinthecrowd,begantoplaysolemn,
triumphalmusidsoontheKingsgalleonwasalongsideasranthegangwayonboardher.
JillexpectedtoseetheoldKingedownit.Butthereappearedtobesomehitch.ALordalefacecameashoreaothePrioTrumpkihreeweretalkingwiththeirheadsclosetogetherforafewminutes,butnoonecouldhearwhattheysaid.Themusicplayedon,butyoucouldfeelthateveryonewasbeinguneasy.Thenfhts,carryingsomethingandgoingverysloearedondeck.
Wheartedtoedownthegangwayyoucouldseewhattheywerecarrying:itwastheoldKingonabed,verypaleandstill.Theysethimdown.ThePrineltbesidehimandembracedhim.TheycouldseeKingCaspianraisinghishandtoblesshisson.Andeveryonecheered,butitwasahalf-heartedcheer,fortheyallfeltthatsomethingwasgoingwrong.ThensuddenlytheKingsheadfellbackuponhispillows,themusisstoppedandtherewasadeadsilehePrineelingbytheKingsbed,laiddownhisheaduponita.
Therewerewhisperingsandgoingstoandfro.ThenJillnoticedthatallwhoworehats,bos,helmets,orhoodsweretakingthemoff-Eustacluded.Thensheheardarustlingandflappingnoiseupabovethecastle;whenshelookedshesawthatthegreatbahthegoldenLiononitwasbeingbroughtdowntohalf-mast.Andafterthat,slowly,mercilessly,withwailingstringsanddissolateblowingofhorns,themusicbeganagain:thistime,atuobreakyourheart.
Theybothslippedofftheirtaurs(whotooknonoticeofthem).
"IwishIwasathome,"saidJill.
Eustaodded,sayingnothing,andbithislip.
"Ihavee,"saidadeepvoicebehiheyturnedandsawtheLionhimself,shtandrealandstrongthateverythingelsebeganatoolookpaleandshadowyparedwithhim.AndiimethanittakestobreatheJillfotaboutthedeadKingofNarniaandrememberedonlyhowshehadmadeEustacefalloverthecliff,andhowshehadhelpedtomuffnearlyallthesigns,andaboutallthesnappingsandquarrellings.Aedtosay"Imsorry"butshecouldnotspeak.ThentheLiohemtowardshimwithhiseyes,adownandtouchedtheirpalefaceswithhistongue,andsaid:"Thinkofthatnomore.Iwillnotalwaysbescolding.YouhavedoheworkforwhichIsentyouintoNarnia.”
"Please,Aslan,"saidJill,"maywegohomenow?”
"Yes.IhaveetyouHome,"saidAslan.Thenheopenedhismouthwideandblew.Butthistimetheyhadnosenseofflyingthroughtheair:instead,itseemedthattheyremaiill,andthewildbreathofAslanblewawaytheshipandthedeadKing
aleandthesnowaersky.Forallthesethingsfloatedoffintotheairlikewreathsofsmoke,andsuddenlytheywerestandingibrightnessofmid-summersunshine,onsmoothturf,amongmightytrees,andbesideafair,freshstream.
ThentheysawthattheywereoncemoreontheMountainofAslan,highupaboveandbeyondtheendofthatworldinwhiarnialies.ButthestrahingwasthatthefuneralmusicfCaspianstillwenton,thoughnoonecouldtellwhereitcamefrom.TheywerewalkingbesidethestreamandtheLiobeforethem:andhebecamesobeautiful,andthemusicsodespairing,thatJilldidnotknowwhichofthemitwasthatfilledhereyeswithtears.
ThenAslanstopped,andthechildrenlookedintothestream.Andthere,onthegoldengravelofthebedofthestream,layKingCaspian,dead,withthewaterflowingoverhimlikeliquidglass.Hislongwhitebeardswayedinitlikewater-weed.Andallthreestooda.EventheLio:greatLion-tears,eachtearmorepreciousthahwouldbeifitwasasinglesoliddiamond.AndJillnoticedthatEustacelookedherlikeachildg,norlikeabandwantingtohideit,butlikeagrownupg.Atleast,thatistheshecouldgettoit;butreally,asshesaid,peopledoohaveanyparticularagesonthatmountain.
"SonofAdam,"saidAslan,"gointothatthicketandpluckthethornthatyouwillfindthere,andbringittome.”
Eustaceobeyed.Thethornwasafootlongandsharpasarapier.
"Driveitintomypaw,SonofAdam,"saidAslan,holdinguphisrightfore-pareadingoutthegreatpadtowardsEustace.
"MustI?"saidEustace.
"Yes,"saidAslan.
TheacesethisteethanddrovethethornintotheLionspad.Andtherecameoutagreatdropofblood,redderthanallredhatyouhaveeverseenined.
AnditsplashedintothestreamoverthedeadbodyoftheKing.Atthesamemomentthedolefulmusicstopped.AndthedeadKiobeged.Hiswhitebeardturogrey,andfromgreytoyellow,andgotshorterandvaogether;andhissunkencheeksgrewroundandfresh,andthewrinklesweresmoothed,andhiseyesopened,andhiseyesandlipsbothlaughed,andsuddenlyheleapedupandstoodbeforethem-averyyoungman,oraboy.(ButJillcouldntsaywhich,becauseofpeoplehavingnoparticularagesinAslanstry.Eveninthisworld,ofcourse,itisthestupidestchildrenwhoaremostchildishaupidestgrown-upswhoaremostgrownup.)AndherushedtoAslanandflunghisarmsasfarastheywouldgoroundthehugenedhegaveAslarongkissesofaKing,andAslahewildkissesofaLion.
AtlastCaspianturheothers.Hegaveagreatlaughofastonishedjoy.
"Why!Eustace!"hesaid."Eustace!Soyoudidreachtheendoftheworldafterall.Whataboutmysed-bestswordthatyoubrokeonthesea-serpent?”
Eustacemadeasteptowardshimwithbothhandsheldout,butthendrewbackwithasomewhatstartledexpression.
"Lookhere!Isay,"hestammered."Itsallverywell.Butarentyou?-Imeandidntyou-?”
"Oh,dontbesuass,"saidCaspian.
"But,"saidEustace,lookingatAslan."Hasnthe-erdied?”
"Yes,"saidtheLioninaveryquietvoice,almost(Jillthought)asifhewerelaughing.
"Hehasdied.Mostpeoplehave,youknow.EvenIhave.Thereareveryfewwhohavent.”
"Oh,"saidCaspian."Iseewhatsbyou.YouthinkImaghost,orsomenonsedontyousee?IwouldbethatifIappearedinNarnianow:becauseIdontbelongthereanymore.Butobeaghostinonesowntry.ImightbeaghostifIgotintoyourworld.Idontknow.ButIsupposeitisntyourseither,nowyourehere.”
Agreathoperoseinthechildres.ButAslanshookhisshaggyhead."No,mydears,"hesaid."Whenyoumeetmehereagain,youwillhaveetostay.Butnotnow.
Youmustgobacktoyourownworldforawhile.”
"Sir,"saidCaspian,"Ivealwayswaohavejustoneglimpseoftheirworld.Isthatwrong?”
"Youotwantwrongthingsanymore,nowthatyouhavedied,myson,"saidAslan.
"Andyoushallseetheirworld-forfivemiheirtime.Itwilltakenolongerforyoutosetthingsrightthere."ThenAslanexplaioCaspianwhatJillaaceweregoingbacktoandallaboutExperimentHouse:heseemedtoknowitquiteaswellastheydid.
"Daughter,"saidAslantoJill,"pluckaswitchoffthatbush."Shedid;andassoonasitwasinherhanditturoafinenewridingcrop.
"Now,SonsofAdam,drawyourswords,"saidAslan."Butuseonlytheflat,foritiscowardsandchildren,notwarriainstwhom1sendyou.”
"Areyouingwithus,Aslan?"saidJill.
"Theyshallseeonlymyback,"saidAslan.
Heledthemrapidlythroughthewood,andbeforetheyhadgonemanypaces,thewallofExperimentHouseappcaredbeforethem.ThenAslanroaredsothatthesunshookintheskyandthirtyfeetofthewallfelldownbeforethem.Theylookedthroughthegap,downintotheschoolshrubberyandontotheroofofthegym,alluhesamedullautumnskywhichtheyhadseenbeforetheiradventuresbegan.AslanturoJillaadbreatheduponthemandtouchedtheirforeheadswithhistohenhelaydownamidthegaphehadmadeinthewallandturnedhisgoldenbacktoEngland,andhislordlyfacetowardshisownlands.AtthesamemomentJillsawfigureswhomsheknewonlytoowellrunningupthroughthelaurelstowardsthem.MostofthegahereAdelaPennyfatherandondelyMajor,EdithWinterblott,`SpottySorrier,bigBannister,awoloathsomeGarretttwins.Butsuddenlytheystopped.Theirfacesged,andallthemeanness,ceit,cruelty,andsneakishnessalmostdisappearedinonesingleexpressionofterror.Fortheysawthewallfallendown,andalionaslargeasayoungelephantlyinginthegap,andthreefiguresinglitteringclotheswithonsintheirhandsrushingdownuponthem.For,withthestrengthofAslaninthem,JillpliedhercroponthegirlsandCaspiaacepliedtheflatsoftheirswordsontheboyssowellthatintwominutesallthebullieswererunninglikemad,gout,`Murder!
Fascists!Lions!Itisntfair.AheHead(whowas,bytheway,awoman)camerunningouttoseewhatening.AndwhehelionandthebrokenwallandCaspianandJillaace(whomshequitefailedtnize)shehadhysteridwentbacktothehouseandbeganringingupthepolicewithstoriesaboutalionescapedfromacircus,andescapedvictswhobrokedownwallsandcarrieddrawnswords.InthemidstofallthisfussJillaaceslippedquietlyindoorsandgedoutoftheirbrightclothesintoordinarythings,andCaspiabatohisownworld.Andthewall,atAslansword,wasmadewholeagaihepolicearrivedandfoundnolion,nobrokenwall,andnovicts,andtheHeadbehavinglikealunatic,therewasaninquiryintothewholething.AndintheinquiryallsortsofthingsaboutExperimentHousecameout,andabouttenpeoplegotexpelled.Afterthat,theHeadsfriendssawthattheHeadwasnouseasaHead,sotheygothermadeanIortointerferewithotherHeads.Aheyfoundshewasntmuchgoodevenatthat,theygotherintoParliamentwhereshelivedhappilyeverafter.
Eustaceburiedhisfihessecretlyonenightintheschoolgrounds,butJillsmuggledhershomeandworethematafancy-dressballholidays.AndfromthatdayforththingsgedforthebetteratExperimentHouse,anditbecamequiteagoodschool.
AndJillaacewerealwaysfriends.
ButfaroffinNarnia,KingRilianburiedhisfather,CaspiantheNavigator,Tenthofthatname,andmournedforhim.HehimselfruledNarniawellandthelandyinhisdays,thoughPuddleglum(whosefootwasasgoodashreeweeks)oftenpoithatbrightmsbroughtoernoons,andthatyoucouldntexpeestolast.Theopeningintothehillsidewasleftopen,andofteninhotsummerdaystheNarniansgointherewithshipsandlanternsanddowntothewaterandsailtoandfro,singing,onthecool,darkundergrouellingeachotherstoriesofthecitiesthatlie
fathomsdeepbelow.IfeveryouhavethelucktogotoNarniayourself,donettohavealookatthosecaves.松语文学www.16sy.coM免费小说阅读
realmeaty,spies,fatandpipinghotandburstandjustthetibitburnt.Amugsoffrothychocolate,androastpotatoesandroastchestnuts,andbakedappleswithraisinsstuwherethecoreshadbeen,andthenicesjusttofreshenyouupafterallthehotthings.
Jillsatupandlookedaround.Puddleglumaacewerelyingnotfaraway,bothfastasleep.
"Hi,youtwo!"shoutedJillinaloudvoice."Arentyouevergoingtogetup?”
"Shoo,shoo!"saidasleepyvoiewhereaboveher."Timetobesettlingdown.Haveagoodsnooze,do,do.Dontmakeato-do.Tu-whoo!”
"Why,Idobelieve,"saidJill,glangupatawhitebundleoffluffyfeatherswhicherchedontopofagrandfatherclooneerofthecave,"IdobelieveitsGlimfeather!”
"True,true,"whirredtheOwl,liftingitsheadoutfromuseningoneeye."IcameupwithamessageforthePriabouttwo.Thesquirrelsbroughtusthegoodnews.MessageforthePrince.Hesgone.Youretofollowtoo.Good-day-"andtheheaddisappearedagain.
AsthereseemednofurtherhopeofgettinganyinformationfromtheOwl,Jillgotupandbeganlookingroundforanyceofawashandsomebreakfast.ButalmostatotleFautingintothecavewithasharpclick-clackofhisgoatyhoofsoonefloor.
"Ah!Youvewokenupatlast,DaughterofEve,"hesaid."PerhapsyoudbetterwaketheSonofAdam.YouvegottobeoffinafewminutesandtwotaurshaveverykindlyofferedtoletyourideontheirbacksdowntoCairParavel."Headdedinalowervoice.
"Ofcourse,yourealizeitisamostspecialandunheard-ofhonourtobeallowedtorideataur.IdontknowthatIeverheardofanyonedoingitbefore.Itwouldntdotokeepthemwaiting.”
"WheresthePrince?"wasthefirstquestioadPuddleglumassoonastheyhadbeenwakened.
"HesgonedowheKing,hisfather,atCairParavel,"aheFaun,whosenamewasOrruns."HisMajestysshipisexpectedinharbouranymoment.ItseemsthattheKiAslan-Idontknowwhetheritwasinavisionorfacetoface-beforehehadsailedfar,andAslanturnedhimbadtoldhimhewouldfindhislong-lostsonawaitinghimwhenhereaarnia.”
EustacewasnowupandheandJillsetabouthelpingOrrunstogetthebreakfast.
Puddleglumwastoldtostayinbed.AtaurcalledCloudbirth,afamoushealer,or(asOrrunscalledit)aleech,wasingtoseetohisburntfoot.
"Ah!"saidPuddlegluminatonealmostofte,"hellwanttohavethelegoffattheknee,Ishouldntwonder.Youseeifhedoesnt."Buthewasquitegladtostayinbed.
Breakfastwasscrambledeggsandtoastaacetackleditjustasifhehadnothadaverylargesupperinthemiddleofthenight.
"Isay,SonofAdam,"saidtheFaun,lookingwithacertaiEustacesmouthfuls.
"Theresohurryquitesodreadfullyasthat.Idontthiaurshavequitefiheirbreakfastsyet.”
"Thentheymusthavegotupverylate,"saidEustace."Ibetitsaftertenoclock.”
"Ohno,"saidOrruns."Theygotupbeforeitwaslight.”
"Thentheymusthavewaitedthedisofatimeforbreakfast,"saidEustace.
"No,theydidnt,"saidOrruns."Theybegaingthemiheyawoke.”
"Golly!"saidEustace."Dotheyeataverybigbreakfast?”
"Why,SonofAdam,dontyouuand?Ataurhasaman-stomadahorse-stomadofcoursebothwantbreakfast.Sofirstofallhehaspeandpavendersandkidneysandbadomeletteandcoldhamandtoastandmarmaladeandcoffeeandbeer.Andafterthatheattendstothehorsepartofhimselfbygrazingforanhourorsoandfinishingupwithahotmash,someoats,andabagofsugar.Thatswhyitssuchaseriousthingtoaskataurtostayfortheweek-end.Averyseriousthingindeed.”
Atthatmomenttherewasasoundofhorse-hoofstappingonrothemouthofthecave,andthechildrenlookedup.Thetwotaurs,ohabladohagoldenbeardflowiheirmagnifitbarechests,stoodwaitingforthem,bendingtheirheadsalittlesoastolookintothecave.Thenthechildrenbecameverypoliteandfiheirbreakfastveryquickly.hinksataurfunnywhe.
Theyaresolemn,majesticpeople,fullofawisdomwhichtheylearnfromthestars,noteasilymadeeithermerryry;buttheiraerribleasatidalwavewhenites.
"Good-bye,dearPuddleglum,"saidJill,goiheMarsh-wigglesbed."Imsorrywecalledyouawetbla.”
"SomI,"saidEustace."Youvebeefriendintheworld.”
"AndIdohopewellmeetagain,"addedJill.
"Notmuchceofthat,Ishouldsay,"repliedPuddleglum."1dontreverylikelytoseemyoldwigwamagaiher.AndthatPrince-hesanicechap-butdoyou
thinkhesverystrong?stitutionruihlivingunderground,Ishouldntwonder.
Looksthesortthatmightgooffanyday.”
"Puddleglum!"saidJill."Yourearegularoldhumbug.YousoundasdolefulasafuneralandIbelieveyoureperfectlyhappy.Andyoutalkasifyouwereafraidofeverything,whenyourereallyasbraveas-asalion.”
"Now,speakingoffunerals,"beganPuddleglum,butJill,whoheardthetaurstappingwiththeirhoofsbehindher,surprisedhimverymuchbyflingingherarmsroundhisthinnedkissinghismuddy-lookingface,whileEustacewrunghishand.Thehrushedawaytothetaurs,andtheMarsh-wiggle,sinkingbahisbed,remarkedtohimself,"Well,Iwouldnthavedreamtofherdoingthat.EventhoughIamagood-lookingchap.”
Torideoauris,nodoubt,agreathonour(andexceptJillaacethereisprobablynoonealiveintheworldtodaywhohashadit)butitisveryunfortable.Fornoonewhovaluedhislifewouldsuggestputtingasaddleoaur,andridingbare-baofun;especiallyif,likeEustace,youhaveneverlearorideatall.Thetaurswereverypoliteinagrave,gracious,grown-upkindofway,andastheyteredthroughtheNarnianwoodstheyspoke,withoutturningtheirheads,tellingthechildrenaboutthepropertiesofherbsandroots,theinflueheplaheninenamesofAslanwiththeirmeanings,andthingsofthatsort.Buthoweversoreandjoltedthetwohumaheywouldnowgiveanythingtohavethatjourneyain:toseethosegladesandslopessparklingwithlastnightssnow,tobemetbyrabbitsandsquirrelsandbirdsthatwishedyougo,tobreatheagaintheairofNarniaahevoicesoftheNarniantrees.
Theycamedowntotheriver,flowingbrightandblueinwintersunshine,farbelowthelastbridge(whichisatthesnug,red-roofedlittletownofBeruna)andwereferriedacrossinaflatbargebytheferryman;orrather,bytheferry-wiggle,foritisMarsh-wiggleswhodomostofthewateryandfishykindsofworkinNarnia.AheyhadcrossedtheyrodealohbankoftheriveralycametoCairParavelitself.AndattheverymomentoftheirarrivaltheysawthatsamebrightshipwhichtheyhadseeheyfirstsetfootinNarnia,glidinguptheriverlikeahugebird.AllthecourtwereoncemoreassembledonthegreeweeleandthequaytoweleKingCaspianhomeagain.Rilian,whohadgedhisblackclothesandwasnowdressedinascarletcloakoversilvermail,stoodclosetothewatersedge,bare-headed,toreceivehisfather;andtheDwarfTrumpkinsatbesidehiminhislittledonkey-chair.ThechildrensawtherewouldbenoceofreagthePrihroughallthatcrowd,and,anyway,theyrathershy.Sotheyaskedthetaursiftheymightgoonsittingontheirbacksalittlelongerandthusseeeverythiheheadsofthecourtiers.Aaurssaidtheymight.
Aflourishofsilvertrumpetscameoverthewaterfromtheshipsdeck:thesailorsthree;rats(TalkingRats,ofcourse)andMarsh-wigglesmadeitfastashore;andtheshipedin.Musis,hiddensomewhereinthecrowd,begantoplaysolemn,
triumphalmusidsoontheKingsgalleonwasalongsideasranthegangwayonboardher.
JillexpectedtoseetheoldKingedownit.Butthereappearedtobesomehitch.ALordalefacecameashoreaothePrioTrumpkihreeweretalkingwiththeirheadsclosetogetherforafewminutes,butnoonecouldhearwhattheysaid.Themusicplayedon,butyoucouldfeelthateveryonewasbeinguneasy.Thenfhts,carryingsomethingandgoingverysloearedondeck.
Wheartedtoedownthegangwayyoucouldseewhattheywerecarrying:itwastheoldKingonabed,verypaleandstill.Theysethimdown.ThePrineltbesidehimandembracedhim.TheycouldseeKingCaspianraisinghishandtoblesshisson.Andeveryonecheered,butitwasahalf-heartedcheer,fortheyallfeltthatsomethingwasgoingwrong.ThensuddenlytheKingsheadfellbackuponhispillows,themusisstoppedandtherewasadeadsilehePrineelingbytheKingsbed,laiddownhisheaduponita.
Therewerewhisperingsandgoingstoandfro.ThenJillnoticedthatallwhoworehats,bos,helmets,orhoodsweretakingthemoff-Eustacluded.Thensheheardarustlingandflappingnoiseupabovethecastle;whenshelookedshesawthatthegreatbahthegoldenLiononitwasbeingbroughtdowntohalf-mast.Andafterthat,slowly,mercilessly,withwailingstringsanddissolateblowingofhorns,themusicbeganagain:thistime,atuobreakyourheart.
Theybothslippedofftheirtaurs(whotooknonoticeofthem).
"IwishIwasathome,"saidJill.
Eustaodded,sayingnothing,andbithislip.
"Ihavee,"saidadeepvoicebehiheyturnedandsawtheLionhimself,shtandrealandstrongthateverythingelsebeganatoolookpaleandshadowyparedwithhim.AndiimethanittakestobreatheJillfotaboutthedeadKingofNarniaandrememberedonlyhowshehadmadeEustacefalloverthecliff,andhowshehadhelpedtomuffnearlyallthesigns,andaboutallthesnappingsandquarrellings.Aedtosay"Imsorry"butshecouldnotspeak.ThentheLiohemtowardshimwithhiseyes,adownandtouchedtheirpalefaceswithhistongue,andsaid:"Thinkofthatnomore.Iwillnotalwaysbescolding.YouhavedoheworkforwhichIsentyouintoNarnia.”
"Please,Aslan,"saidJill,"maywegohomenow?”
"Yes.IhaveetyouHome,"saidAslan.Thenheopenedhismouthwideandblew.Butthistimetheyhadnosenseofflyingthroughtheair:instead,itseemedthattheyremaiill,andthewildbreathofAslanblewawaytheshipandthedeadKing
aleandthesnowaersky.Forallthesethingsfloatedoffintotheairlikewreathsofsmoke,andsuddenlytheywerestandingibrightnessofmid-summersunshine,onsmoothturf,amongmightytrees,andbesideafair,freshstream.
ThentheysawthattheywereoncemoreontheMountainofAslan,highupaboveandbeyondtheendofthatworldinwhiarnialies.ButthestrahingwasthatthefuneralmusicfCaspianstillwenton,thoughnoonecouldtellwhereitcamefrom.TheywerewalkingbesidethestreamandtheLiobeforethem:andhebecamesobeautiful,andthemusicsodespairing,thatJilldidnotknowwhichofthemitwasthatfilledhereyeswithtears.
ThenAslanstopped,andthechildrenlookedintothestream.Andthere,onthegoldengravelofthebedofthestream,layKingCaspian,dead,withthewaterflowingoverhimlikeliquidglass.Hislongwhitebeardswayedinitlikewater-weed.Andallthreestooda.EventheLio:greatLion-tears,eachtearmorepreciousthahwouldbeifitwasasinglesoliddiamond.AndJillnoticedthatEustacelookedherlikeachildg,norlikeabandwantingtohideit,butlikeagrownupg.Atleast,thatistheshecouldgettoit;butreally,asshesaid,peopledoohaveanyparticularagesonthatmountain.
"SonofAdam,"saidAslan,"gointothatthicketandpluckthethornthatyouwillfindthere,andbringittome.”
Eustaceobeyed.Thethornwasafootlongandsharpasarapier.
"Driveitintomypaw,SonofAdam,"saidAslan,holdinguphisrightfore-pareadingoutthegreatpadtowardsEustace.
"MustI?"saidEustace.
"Yes,"saidAslan.
TheacesethisteethanddrovethethornintotheLionspad.Andtherecameoutagreatdropofblood,redderthanallredhatyouhaveeverseenined.
AnditsplashedintothestreamoverthedeadbodyoftheKing.Atthesamemomentthedolefulmusicstopped.AndthedeadKiobeged.Hiswhitebeardturogrey,andfromgreytoyellow,andgotshorterandvaogether;andhissunkencheeksgrewroundandfresh,andthewrinklesweresmoothed,andhiseyesopened,andhiseyesandlipsbothlaughed,andsuddenlyheleapedupandstoodbeforethem-averyyoungman,oraboy.(ButJillcouldntsaywhich,becauseofpeoplehavingnoparticularagesinAslanstry.Eveninthisworld,ofcourse,itisthestupidestchildrenwhoaremostchildishaupidestgrown-upswhoaremostgrownup.)AndherushedtoAslanandflunghisarmsasfarastheywouldgoroundthehugenedhegaveAslarongkissesofaKing,andAslahewildkissesofaLion.
AtlastCaspianturheothers.Hegaveagreatlaughofastonishedjoy.
"Why!Eustace!"hesaid."Eustace!Soyoudidreachtheendoftheworldafterall.Whataboutmysed-bestswordthatyoubrokeonthesea-serpent?”
Eustacemadeasteptowardshimwithbothhandsheldout,butthendrewbackwithasomewhatstartledexpression.
"Lookhere!Isay,"hestammered."Itsallverywell.Butarentyou?-Imeandidntyou-?”
"Oh,dontbesuass,"saidCaspian.
"But,"saidEustace,lookingatAslan."Hasnthe-erdied?”
"Yes,"saidtheLioninaveryquietvoice,almost(Jillthought)asifhewerelaughing.
"Hehasdied.Mostpeoplehave,youknow.EvenIhave.Thereareveryfewwhohavent.”
"Oh,"saidCaspian."Iseewhatsbyou.YouthinkImaghost,orsomenonsedontyousee?IwouldbethatifIappearedinNarnianow:becauseIdontbelongthereanymore.Butobeaghostinonesowntry.ImightbeaghostifIgotintoyourworld.Idontknow.ButIsupposeitisntyourseither,nowyourehere.”
Agreathoperoseinthechildres.ButAslanshookhisshaggyhead."No,mydears,"hesaid."Whenyoumeetmehereagain,youwillhaveetostay.Butnotnow.
Youmustgobacktoyourownworldforawhile.”
"Sir,"saidCaspian,"Ivealwayswaohavejustoneglimpseoftheirworld.Isthatwrong?”
"Youotwantwrongthingsanymore,nowthatyouhavedied,myson,"saidAslan.
"Andyoushallseetheirworld-forfivemiheirtime.Itwilltakenolongerforyoutosetthingsrightthere."ThenAslanexplaioCaspianwhatJillaaceweregoingbacktoandallaboutExperimentHouse:heseemedtoknowitquiteaswellastheydid.
"Daughter,"saidAslantoJill,"pluckaswitchoffthatbush."Shedid;andassoonasitwasinherhanditturoafinenewridingcrop.
"Now,SonsofAdam,drawyourswords,"saidAslan."Butuseonlytheflat,foritiscowardsandchildren,notwarriainstwhom1sendyou.”
"Areyouingwithus,Aslan?"saidJill.
"Theyshallseeonlymyback,"saidAslan.
Heledthemrapidlythroughthewood,andbeforetheyhadgonemanypaces,thewallofExperimentHouseappcaredbeforethem.ThenAslanroaredsothatthesunshookintheskyandthirtyfeetofthewallfelldownbeforethem.Theylookedthroughthegap,downintotheschoolshrubberyandontotheroofofthegym,alluhesamedullautumnskywhichtheyhadseenbeforetheiradventuresbegan.AslanturoJillaadbreatheduponthemandtouchedtheirforeheadswithhistohenhelaydownamidthegaphehadmadeinthewallandturnedhisgoldenbacktoEngland,andhislordlyfacetowardshisownlands.AtthesamemomentJillsawfigureswhomsheknewonlytoowellrunningupthroughthelaurelstowardsthem.MostofthegahereAdelaPennyfatherandondelyMajor,EdithWinterblott,`SpottySorrier,bigBannister,awoloathsomeGarretttwins.Butsuddenlytheystopped.Theirfacesged,andallthemeanness,ceit,cruelty,andsneakishnessalmostdisappearedinonesingleexpressionofterror.Fortheysawthewallfallendown,andalionaslargeasayoungelephantlyinginthegap,andthreefiguresinglitteringclotheswithonsintheirhandsrushingdownuponthem.For,withthestrengthofAslaninthem,JillpliedhercroponthegirlsandCaspiaacepliedtheflatsoftheirswordsontheboyssowellthatintwominutesallthebullieswererunninglikemad,gout,`Murder!
Fascists!Lions!Itisntfair.AheHead(whowas,bytheway,awoman)camerunningouttoseewhatening.AndwhehelionandthebrokenwallandCaspianandJillaace(whomshequitefailedtnize)shehadhysteridwentbacktothehouseandbeganringingupthepolicewithstoriesaboutalionescapedfromacircus,andescapedvictswhobrokedownwallsandcarrieddrawnswords.InthemidstofallthisfussJillaaceslippedquietlyindoorsandgedoutoftheirbrightclothesintoordinarythings,andCaspiabatohisownworld.Andthewall,atAslansword,wasmadewholeagaihepolicearrivedandfoundnolion,nobrokenwall,andnovicts,andtheHeadbehavinglikealunatic,therewasaninquiryintothewholething.AndintheinquiryallsortsofthingsaboutExperimentHousecameout,andabouttenpeoplegotexpelled.Afterthat,theHeadsfriendssawthattheHeadwasnouseasaHead,sotheygothermadeanIortointerferewithotherHeads.Aheyfoundshewasntmuchgoodevenatthat,theygotherintoParliamentwhereshelivedhappilyeverafter.
Eustaceburiedhisfihessecretlyonenightintheschoolgrounds,butJillsmuggledhershomeandworethematafancy-dressballholidays.AndfromthatdayforththingsgedforthebetteratExperimentHouse,anditbecamequiteagoodschool.
AndJillaacewerealwaysfriends.
ButfaroffinNarnia,KingRilianburiedhisfather,CaspiantheNavigator,Tenthofthatname,andmournedforhim.HehimselfruledNarniawellandthelandyinhisdays,thoughPuddleglum(whosefootwasasgoodashreeweeks)oftenpoithatbrightmsbroughtoernoons,andthatyoucouldntexpeestolast.Theopeningintothehillsidewasleftopen,andofteninhotsummerdaystheNarniansgointherewithshipsandlanternsanddowntothewaterandsailtoandfro,singing,onthecool,darkundergrouellingeachotherstoriesofthecitiesthatlie
fathomsdeepbelow.IfeveryouhavethelucktogotoNarniayourself,donettohavealookatthosecaves.松语文学www.16sy.coM免费小说阅读