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The Lion, the Witch and the War-第15章

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〃and did he tell you what hed done or who hed met?”

〃well; no; he didnt;〃 said lucy。

〃then mark my words;〃 said mr beaver; 〃he has already met the white witch  and joined her side; and been told where she lives。 i didnt like to mention it before  (he being your brother and all) but the moment i set eyes on that brother of yours i said  to myself ‘treacherous。 he had the look of one who has been with the witch and eaten  her food。

you can always tell them if youve lived long in narnia; something about  their eyes。”

〃all the same;〃 said peter in a rather choking sort of voice; 〃well still  have to go and look for him。 he is our brother after all; even if he is rather a little  beast。 and hes only a kid。”

〃go to the witchs house?〃 said mrs beaver。 〃dont you see that the only  chance of saving either him or yourselves is to keep away from her?”

〃how do you mean?〃 said lucy。

〃why; all she wants is to get all four of you (shes thinking all the time  of those four thrones at cair paravel)。 once you were all four inside her house her job  would be done … and thered be four new statues in her collection before youd had time to  speak。 but shell keep him alive as long as hes the only one shes got; because shell want  to use him as a decoy; as bait to catch the rest of you with。”

〃oh; can no one help us?〃 wailed lucy。

〃only aslan;〃 said mr beaver; 〃we must go on and meet him。 thats our only  chance now。”

〃it seems to me; my dears;〃 said mrs beaver; 〃that it is very important to  know just when he slipped away。 how much he can tell her depends on how much he heard。 for  instance; had we started talking of aslan before he left? if not; then we may do very  well; for she wont know that aslan has e to narnia; or that we are meeting him; and  will be quite off her guard as far as that is concerned。”

〃i dont remember his being here when we were talking about aslan …〃 began  peter; but lucy interrupted him。

〃oh yes; he was;〃 she said miserably; 〃dont you remember; it was he who  asked whether the witch couldnt turn aslan into stone too?”

〃so he did; by jove;〃 said peter; 〃just the sort of thing he would say;  too!”

〃worse and worse;〃 said mr beaver; 〃and the next thing is this。 was he  still here when i told you that the place for meeting aslan was the stone table?”

and of course no one knew the answer to this question。

〃because; if he was;〃 continued mr beaver; 〃then shell simply sledge down  in that direction and get between us and the stone table and catch us on our way  down。 in fact we shall be cut off from aslan。 “

〃but that isnt what shell do first;〃 said mrs beaver; 〃not if i know her。  the moment that edmund tells her that were all here shell set out to catch us this very  night; and if hes been gone about half an hour; shell be here in about another twenty  minutes。”

〃youre right; mrs beaver;〃 said her husband; 〃we must all get away from  here。 theres not a moment to lose。”

。。



CHAPTER NINE

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in the witchs house  and now of course you want to know what had happened to edmund。 he had  eaten his share of the dinner; but he hadnt really enjoyed it because he was  thinking all the time about turkish delight … and theres nothing that spoils the taste of good  ordinary food half so much as the memory of bad magic food。 and he had heard the conversation;  and hadnt enjoyed it much either; because he kept on thinking that the others  were taking no notice of him and trying to give him the cold shoulder。 they werent; but  he imagined it。

and then he had listened until mr beaver told them about aslan and until he  had heard the whole arrangement for meeting aslan at the stone table。 it was then  that he began very quietly to edge himself under the curtain which hung over the door。  for the mention  

of aslan gave him a mysterious and horrible feeling just as it gave the  others a mysterious and lovely feeling。

just as mr beaver had been repeating the rhyme about adams flesh and  adams bone edmund had been very quietly turning the doorhandle; and just before mr  beaver had begun telling them that the white witch wasnt really human at all but half  a jinn and half a giantess; edmund had got outside into the snow and cautiously closed  the door behind him。

you mustnt think that even now edmund was quite so bad that he actually  wanted his brother and sisters to be turned into stone。 he did want turkish delight  and to be a prince (and later a king) and to pay peter out for calling him a beast。 as for  what the witch would do with the others; he didnt want her to be particularly nice to  them … certainly not to put them on the same level as himself; but he managed to believe; or to  pretend he believed; that she wouldnt do anything very bad to them; 〃because;〃 he  said to himself; 〃all these people who say nasty things about her are her enemies and  probably half of it isnt true。 she was jolly nice to me; anyway; much nicer than they are。 i  expect she is the rightful queen really。 anyway; shell be better than that awful aslan!〃 at  least; that was the excuse he made in his own mind for what he was doing。 it wasnt a very  good excuse; however; for deep down inside him he really knew that the white witch was  bad and cruel。

the first thing he realized when he got outside and found the snow falling  all round him; was that he had left his coat behind in the beavers house。 and of course  there was no chance of going back to get it now。 the next thing he realized was that the  daylight was almost gone; for it had been nearly three oclock when they sat down to  dinner and the winter days were short。 he hadnt reckoned on this; but he had to make the  best of it。 so he turned up his collar and shuffled across the top of the dam (luckily it  wasnt so slippery since the snow had fallen) to the far side of the river。

it was pretty bad when he reached the far side。 it was growing darker every  minute and what with that and the snowflakes swirling all round him he could hardly  see three feet ahead。 and then too there was no road。 he kept slipping into deep drifts of  snow; and skidding on frozen puddles; and tripping over fallen tree…trunks; and  slidi
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