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《凯斯宾王子》第3章:小矮人 THE wor t of lee i g out of door i that you wake u o dreadfully early. A d whe you wa
纳尼亚传奇:凯斯宾王子评价 《凯斯宾王子》第3章:小矮人

《凯斯宾王子》第3章:小矮人  

THE worst of sleeping out of doors is that you wake up so dreadfully early. And when you wake you have to get up because the ground is so hard that you are unfortable. And it makes matters worse if there is
nothing but apples for breakfast and you have had nothing but apples for supper the night before. When Lucy had said - truly enough that it was a glorious morning
there did not seem to be anything else nice to be said. Edmund said what everyone was feeling
"We've simply got to get off this island."
When they had drunk from the well and splashed their faces they all went down the stream again to the shore and stared at the channel which divided them from the mainland.
"We'll have to swim
" said Edmund.
"It would be all right for Su
" said Peter (Susan had won prizes for swimming at school). "But I don't know about the rest of us." By "the rest of us" he really meant Edmund who couldn't yet do o lengths at the school baths
and Lucy
who could hardly swim at all.
"Anyway
" said Susan
"there may be currents. Father says it's never wise to bathe in a place you don't know."
"But
Peter
" said Lucy
"look here. I know I can't swim for nuts at home - in England
I mean. But couldn't we all swim long ago - if it was long ago - when we were Kings and Queens in Narnia? We could ride then too
and do all sorts of things. Don't you think -?"
"Ah
but we were sort of grown-up then
" said Peter.
"We reigned for years and years and learned to do things. Aren't we just back at our proper ages again now?"
"Oh!" said Edmund in a voice which made everyone stop talking and listen to him.
"I've just seen it all
" he said.
"Seen what?" asked Peter.
"Why
the whole thing
" said Edmund. "You know what we were puzzling about last night
that it was only a year ago since we left Narnia but everything looks as if no one had lived in Cair Paravel for hundreds of years?
Well
don't you see? You know that
however long we seemed to have lived in Narnia
when we got back through the wardrobe it seemed to have taken no time at all?"
"Go on
" said Susan. "I think I'm beginning to understand."
"And that means
" continued Edmund
"that
once you're out of Narnia
you have no idea how Narnian time is going. Why shouldn't hundreds of years have gone past in Narnia while only one year has passed for us in
England?"
"By Jove
Ed
" said Peter. "I believe you've got it. In that sense it really was hundreds of years ago that we lived in Cair Paravel. And now we're ing back to Narnia just as if we were Crusaders or Anglo-Saxons or
Ancient Britons or someone ing back to modern England?"
"How excited they'll be to see us -" began Lucy
but at the same moment everyone else said
"Hush!" or "Look!" For now something was happening.
There was a wooded point on the mainland a little to their right
and they all felt sure that just beyond that point must be the mouth of the river. And now
round that point there came into sight a boat. When it had cleared the point
it turned and began ing along the channel towards them. There were o people on board
one rowing
the other sitting in the stern and holding a bundle that itched and moved as if it were alive. Both these people seemed to be soldiers. They had steel caps on their heads and light shirts of chain-mail. Their faces were bearded and hard. The children drew back from the beach into the wood and watched without moving a finger.
"This'll do
" said the soldier in the stern when the boat had e about opposite to them.
"What about tying a stone to his feet
Corporal?" said the other
resting on his oars.
"Garn!" growled the other. "We don't need that
and we haven't brought one. He'll drown sure enough without a stone
as long as we've tied the cords right." With these words he rose and lifted his bundle. Peter now saw that it was really alive and was in fact a Dwarf
bound hand and foot but struggling as hard as he could. Next moment he heard a ang just beside his ear
and all at once the soldier threw up his arms
dropping the Dwarf into the bottom of the boat
and fell over into the water. He floundered away to the far bank and Peter knew that Susan's arrow had struck on his helmet. He turned and saw that she was very pale but was already fitting a second arrow to the string. But it was never used. As soon as he saw his panion fall
the other soldier
with a loud cry
jumped out of the boat on the far side
and lie also floundered through the water (which was apparently just in his depth) and disappeared into the woods of the mainland.
"Quick! Before she drifts!" shouted Peter. He and Susan
fully dressed as they were
plunged in
and before the water was up to their shoulders their hands were on the side of the boat. In a few seconds they had hauled her to the bank and lifted the Dwarf out
and Edmund was busily engaged in cutting his bonds with the pocket knife. (Peter's sword would have been sharper
but a sword is very inconvenient for this sort of work because you can't hold it anywhere lower than the hilt.) When at last the Dwarf was free
he sat up
rubbed his arms and legs
and exclaimed:
"Well
whatever they say
you don't feel like ghosts."
Like most Dwarfs he was very stocky and deep-chested. He would have been about three feet high if he had been standing up
and an immense beard and whiskers of coarse red hair left little of his face to be seen except a beak-like nose and inkling black eyes.
"Anyway
" he continued
"ghosts or not
you've saved my life and I'm extremely obliged to you."
"But why should we be ghosts?" asked Lucy.
"I've been told all my life
" said the Dwarf
"that these woods along the shore were as full of ghosts as they were of trees. That's what the story is. And that's why
when they want to get rid of anyone
they usually bring him down here (like they were doing with me) and say they'll leave him to the ghosts. But I always wondered if they didn't really drown 'em or cut their throats. I never quite believed in the ghosts. But those o cowards you've just shot believed all right. They were more frightened of taking me to my death than I was of going!"
"Oh
" said Susan. "So that's why they both ran away."
"Eh? What's that?" said the Dwarf.
"They got away
" said Edmund. "To the mainland."
"I wasn't shooting to kill
you know
" said Susan. She would not have liked anyone to think she could miss at such a short range.
"Hm
" said the Dwarf. "That's not so good. That may mean trouble later on. Unless they hold their tongues for their own sake."
"What were they going to drown you for?" asked Peter.
"Oh
I'm a dangerous criminal
I am
" said the Dwarf cheerfully. "But that's a long story. Meantime
I was wondering if perhaps you were going to ask me to breakfast? You've no idea what an appetite it gives one
being executed."
"There's only apples
" said Lucy dolefully.
"Better than nothing
but not so good as fresh fish
" said the Dwarf. "It looks as if I'll have to ask you to breakfast instead. I saw some fishing tackle in that boat. And anyway
we must take her round to the other side of the island. We don't want anyone from the mainland ing down and seeing her."
"I ought to have thought of that myself
" said Peter.
The four children and the Dwarf went down to the water's edge
pushed off the boat with some difficulty
and scrambled aboard. The Dwarf at once took charge. The oars were of course too big for him to use
so Peter rowed and the Dwarf steered them north along the channel and presently easard round the tip of the island. From here the children could see right up the river
and all the bays and headlands of the coast beyond it.
They thought they could recognize bits of it
but the woods
which had grown up since their time
made everything look very different.
When they had e round into open sea on the east of the island
the Dwarf took to fishing. They had an excellent catch of pavenders
a beautiful rainbow-coloured fish which they all remembered eating in Cair Paravel in the old days. When they had caught enough they ran the boat up into a little creek and moored her to a tree. The Dwarf
who was a most capable person (and
indeed
though one meets bad Dwarfs
I never heard of a Dwarf who was a fool)
cut the fish open
cleaned them
and said:
"Now
what we want next is some firewood."
"We've got some up at the castle
" said Edmund.
The Dwarf gave a low whistle. "Beards and bedsteads!" he said. "So there really is a castle
after all?"
"It's only a ruin
" said Lucy.
The Dwarf stared round at all four of them with a very curious expression on his face. "And who on earth - ?" he began
but then broke off and said
"No matter. Breakfast first. But one thing before we go on. Can you lay your hand on your hearts and tell me I'm really alive? Are you sure I wasn't drowned and we're not all ghosts together?"
When they had all reassured him
the next question was how to carry the fish. They had nothing to string them on and no basket. They had to use Edmund's hat in the end because no one else had a hat. He would have
made much more fuss about this if he had not by now been so ravenously hungry.
At first the Dwarf did not seem very fortable in the castle. He kept looking round and sniffing and saying
"H'm. Looks a bit spooky after all. Smells like ghosts
too." But he cheered up when it came to lighting the fire and showing them how to roast the fresh pavenders in the embers. Eating hot fish with no forks
and one pocket knife beeen five people
is a messy business and there were several burnt fingers before the meal was ended; but
as it was now nine o'clock and they had been up since five
nobody minded the burns so much as you might have expected. When everyone had finished off with a drink from the well and an apple or so
the Dwarf produced a pipe about the size of his own arm
filled it
lit it
blew a great cloud of fragrant smoke
and said
"Now."
"You tell us your story first
" said Peter. "And then we'll tell you ours."
"Well
" said the Dwarf
"as you've saved my life it is only fair you should have your own way. But I hardly know where to begin. First of all I'm a messenger of King Caspian's."
"Who's he?" asked four voices all at once.
"Caspian the Tenth
King of Narnia
and long may he reign!" answered the Dwarf. "That is to say
he ought to be King of Narnia and we hope he will be. At present he is only King of us Old Narnians - "
"What do you mean by old Narnians
please?" asked Lucy.
"Why
that's us
" said the Dwarf. "We're a kind of rebellion
I suppose."
"I see
" said Peter. "And Caspian is the chief Old Narnian."
"Well
in a manner of speaking
" said the Dwarf
scratching his head. "But he's really a New Narnian himself
a Telmarine
if you follow me."
"I don't
" said Edmund.
"It's worse than the Wars of the Roses
" said Lucy.
"Oh dear
" said the Dwarf. "I'm doing this very badly. Look here: I think I'll have to go right back to the beginning and tell you how Caspian grew up in his uncle's court and how he es to be on our side at all. But it'll be a long story."
"All the better
" said Lucy. "We love stories."
So the Dwarf settled down and told his tale. I shall not give it to you in his words
putting in all the children's questions and interruptions
because it would take too long and be confusing
and
even so
it would leave out some points that the children only heard later. But the gist of the story
as they knew it in the end
was as follows.
  
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