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《黎明踏浪号》第1章:卧室里的画  

THERE was a boy called Eustace Clarence Scrubb
and he almost deserved it. His parents called him Eustace Clarence and masters called him Scrubb. I can't tell you how his friends spoke to him
for he had none. He didn't call his Father and Mother "Father" and "Mother"
but Harold and Alberta.
Eustace Clarence liked animals
especially beetles
if they were dead and pinned on a card. He liked books if they were books of information and had pictures of grain elevators or of fat foreign children doing exercises in model schools.
Eustace Clarence disliked his cousins the four Pevensies
Peter
Susan
Edmund and Lucy. But he was quite glad when he heard that Edmund and Lucy were ing to stay. For deep down inside him he liked bossing
and bullying; and
though he was a puny little person who couldn't have stood up even to Lucy
let alone Edmund
in a fight
he knew that there are dozens of ways to give people a bad time if you are in your own home and they are only visitors.
尤斯塔斯;克拉伦斯不喜欢他的表兄弟姐妹，佩文西家四个孩子——彼得、苏珊、爱德蒙和露茜。可是他听说爱德蒙和露茜要来住一阵子倒也十分高兴。因为他内心深处就喜欢发号施令，恃强欺弱，虽然他身子弱小，打起架来连露茜也对付不了，更别提爱德蒙了，但他知道如果在自己家里，人家只是客人，那就有几十种法子让人家吃苦头。
Edmund and Lucy did not at all want to e and stay with Uncle Harold and Aunt Alberta. But it really couldn't be helped. Father had got a job lecturing in America for sixteen weeks that summer
and Mother was to go with him because she hadn't had a real holiday for ten years. Peter was working very hard for an exam and he was to spend the holidays being coached by old Professor Kirke in whose house these four children had had wonderful adventures long ago in the war years. If he had still been in that house he would have had them all to stay. But he had somehow bee poor since the old days and was living in a small cottage with only one bedroom to spare. It would have cost too much money to take the other three all to America
and Susan had gone.
Grown-ups thought her the pretty one of the family and she was no good at school work (though otherwise very old for her age) and Mother said she "would get far more out of a trip to America than the youngsters".
Edmund and Lucy tried not to grudge Susan her luck
but it was dreadful having to spend the summer holidays at their Aunt's. "But it's far worse for me
" said Edmund
"because you'll at least have a room of your own and I shall have to share a bedroom with that record stinker
Eustace."
The story begins on an afternoon when Edmund and Lucy were stealing a few precious minutes alone together. And of course they were talking about Narnia
which was the name of their own private and secret country. Most of us
I suppose
have a secret country but for most of us it is only an imaginary country. Edmund and Lucy were luckier than other people in that respect. Their secret country was real. They had already
visited it ice; not in a game or a dream but in reality. They had got there of course by Magic
which is the only way of getting to Narnia. And a promise
or very nearly a promise
had been made them in Narnia itself that they would some day get back. You may imagine that they talked about it a good deal
when they got the chance.
They were in Lucy's room
sitting on the edge of her bed and looking at a picture on the opposite wall. It was the only picture in the house that they liked. Aunt Alberta didn't like it at all (that was why it was put away in a little back room upstairs)
but she couldn't get rid of it because it had been a wedding present from someone she did not want to offend.
It was a picture of a ship - a ship sailing straight towards you. Her prow was gilded and shaped like the head of a dragon with wide-open mouth. She had only one mast and one large
square sail which was a rich purple. The sides of the ship - what you could see of them where the gilded wings of the dragon ended-were green. She had just run up to the top of one glorious blue wave
and the nearer slope of that wave came down towards you
with streaks and bubbles on it. She was obviously running fast before a gay wind
listing over a little on her port side. (By the way
if you are going to read this story at all
and if you don't know already
you had better get it into your head that the left of a ship when you are looking ahead
is port
and the right is starboard.) All the sunlight fell on her from that side
and the water on that side was full of greens and purples. On the other
it was darker blue from the shadow of the ship.
"The question is
" said Edmund
"whether it doesn't make things worse
looking at a Narnian ship when you can't get there."
"Even looking is better than nothing
" said Lucy. "And she is such a very Narnian ship."
"Still playing your old game?" said Eustace Clarence
who had been listening outside the door and now came grinning into the room. Last year
when he had been staying with the Pevensies
he had managed to hear them all talking of Narnia and he loved teasing them about it. He thought of course that they were making it all up; and as he was far too stupid to make anything up himself
he did not approve of that.
"You're not wanted here
" said Edmund curtly.
"I'm trying to think of a limerick
" said Eustace. "Something like this:
"Some kids who played games about Narnia Got gradually balmier and balmier-"
"Well Narnia and balmier don't rhyme
to begin with
" said Lucy.
"It's an assonance
" said Eustace.
"Don't ask him what an assy-thingummy is
" said Edmund. "He's only longing to be asked. Say nothing and perhaps he'll go away."
Most boys
on meeting a reception like this
would either have cleared out or flared up. Eustace did neither. He just hung about grinning
and presently began talking again.
"Do you like that picture?" he asked.
"For heaven's sake don't let him get started about Art and all that
" said Edmund hurriedly
but Lucy
who was very truthful
had already said
"Yes
I do. I like it very much."
"It's a rotten picture
" said Eustace.
"You won't see it if you step outside
" said Edmund.
"Why do you like it?" said Eustace to Lucy.
"Well
for one thing
" said Lucy
"I like it because the ship looks as if it was really moving. And the water looks as if it was really wet. And the waves look as if they were really going up and down."
Of course Eustace knew lots of answers to this
but he didn't say anything. The reason was that at that very moment he looked at the waves and saw that they did look very much indeed as if they were going up and
down. He had only once been in a ship (and then only as far as the Isle of Wight) and had been horribly seasick. The look of the waves in the picture made him feel sick again. He turned rather green and tried another look. And then all three children were staring with open mouths.
What they were seeing may be hard to believe when you read it in print
but it was almost as hard to believe when you saw it happening. The things in the picture were moving. It didn't look at all like a cinema either; the colours were too real and clean and out-of-doors for that. Down went the prow of the ship into the wave and up went a great shock of spray. And then up went the wave behind her
and her stern and her deck became visible for the first time
and then disappeared as the next wave came to meet her and her bows went up again. At the same moment an exercise book which had been lying beside Edmund on the bed flapped
rose and sailed through the air to the wall behind him
and Lucy felt all her hair whipping round her face as it does on a windy day. And this was a windy day; but the wind was blowing out of the picture towards them. And suddenly with the wind came the noises-the swishing of waves and the slap of water against the ship's sides and the creaking and the overall high steady roar of air and water. But it was the smell
the wild
briny smell
which really convinced Lucy that she was not dreaming.
"Stop it
" came Eustace's voice
squeaky with fright and bad temper. "It's some silly trick you o are playing. Stop it. I'll tell Alberta - Ow!"
The other o were much more accustomed to adventures
but
just exactly as Eustace Clarence said "Ow
" they both said "Ow" too. The reason was that a great cold
salt splash had broken right out of the frame and
they were breathless from the smack of it
besides being wet through.
"I'll smash the rotten thing
" cried Eustace; and then several things happened at the same time. Eustace rushed towards the picture. Edmund
who knew something about magic
sprang after him
warning him to look out and not to be a fool. Lucy grabbed at him from the other side and was dragged forward. And by this time either they had grown much smaller or the picture had grown bigger. Eustace jumped to try to pull it off the wall and found himself standing on the frame; in front of him was not glass but real sea
and wind and waves rushing up to the frame as they might to a rock. He lost his head and clutched at the other o who had jumped up beside him. There was a second of struggling and shouting
and just as they thought they had got their balance a great blue roller surged up round them
swept them off their feet
and drew them down into the sea. Eustace's despairing cry suddenly ended as the water got into his mouth.
Lucy thanked her stars that she had worked hard at her swimming last summer term. It is true that she would have got on much better if she had used a slower stroke
and also that the water felt a great deal colder than it had looked while it was only a picture. Still
she kept her head and kicked her shoes off
as everyone ought to do who falls into deep water in their clothes. She even kept her mouth shut and her eyes open. They were still quite near the ship; she saw its green side towering high above them
and people looking at her from the deck. Then
as one might have expected
Eustace clutched at her in a panic and down they both went. When they came up again she saw a white figure diving off the ship's side. Edmund was close beside her now
treading water
and had caught the arms of the howling Eustace. Then someone else
whose face was vaguely familiar
slipped an arm under her from the other side. There was a lot of shouting going on from the ship
heads crowding together above the bulwarks
ropes being thrown. Edmund and the stranger were fastening ropes round her. After that followed what seemed a very long delay during which her face got blue and her teeth began chattering. In reality the delay was not very long; they were waiting till the moment when she could be got on board the ship without being dashed against its side. Even with all their best endeavours she had a bruised knee when she finally stood
dripping and shivering
on the deck. After her Edmund was heaved up
and then the miserable Eustace. Last of all came the stranger - a golden-headed boy some years older than herself.
"Ca - Ca - Caspian!" gasped Lucy as soon as she had breath enough. For Caspian it was; Caspian
the boy king of Narnia whom they had helped to set on the throne during their last visit. Immediately Edmund recognized him too. All three shook hands and clapped one another on the back with great delight.
"But who is your friend?" said Caspian almost at once
turning to Eustace with his cheerful smile. But Eustace was crying much harder than any boy of his age has a right to cry when nothing worse than a wetting has happened to him
and would only yell out
"Let me go. Let me go back. I don't like it."
"Let you go?" said Caspian. "But where?"
Eustace rushed to the ship's side
as if he expected to see the picture frame hanging above the sea
and perhaps a glimpse of Lucy's bedroom. What he saw was blue waves flecked with foam
and paler blue sky
both
spreading without a break to the horizon. Perhaps we can hardly blame him if his heart sank. He was promptly sick.
"Hey! Rynelf
" said Caspian to one of the sailors. "Bring spiced wine for their Majesties. You'll need something to warm you after that dip." He called Edmund and Lucy their Majesties because they and Peter and Susan had all been Kings and Queens of Narnia long before his time. Narnian time flows differently from ours. If you spent a hundred years in Narnia
you would still e back to our world at the very same hour of the very same day on which you left. And then
if you went back to Narnia after spending a week here
you might find that a thousand Narnian years had passed
or only a day
or no time at all. You never know till you get there. Consequently
when the Pevensie children had returned to Narnia last time for their second visit
it was (for the Narnians) as if King Arthur came back to Britain
as some people say he will. And I say the sooner the better.
Rynelf returned with the spiced wine steaming in a flagon and four silver cups. It was just what one wanted
and as Lucy and Edmund sipped it they could feel the warmth going right down to their toes. But Eustace
made faces and spluttered and spat it out and was sick again and began to cry again and asked if they hadn't any Plumptree's Vitaminized Nerve Food and could it be made with distilled water and anyway he insisted on being put ashore at the next station.
"This is a merry shipmate you've brought us
Brother
" whispered Caspian to Edmund with a chuckle; but before he could say anything more Eustace burst out again.
"Oh! Ugh! What on earth's that! Take it away
the horrid thing." .
He really had some excuse this time for feeling a little surprised. Something very curious indeed had e out of the cabin in the poop and was slowly approaching them. You might call it - and indeed it was - a Mouse. But then it was a Mouse on its hind legs and stood about o feet high. A thin band of gold passed round its head under one ear and over the other and in this was stuck a long crimson feather. (As the Mouse's fur was very dark
almost black
the effect was bold and striking.) Its left paw rested on the hilt of a sword very nearly as long as its tail. Its balance
as it paced gravely along the swaying deck
was perfect
and its manners courtly. Lucy and Edmund recognized it at once Reepicheep
the most valiant of all the Talking Beasts of Narnia
and the Chief Mouse. It had won undying glory in the second Battle of Beruna. Lucy longed
as she had always done
to take Reepicheep up in her arms and cuddle him. But this
as she well knew
was a pleasure she could never have: it would have offended him deeply. Instead
she went down on one knee to talk to him.
Reepicheep put forward his left leg
drew back his right
bowed
kissed her hand
straightened himself
irled his whiskers
and said in his shrill
piping voice:
"My humble duty to your Majesty. And to King Edmund
too." (Here he bowed again.) "Nothing except your Majesties' presence was lacking to this glorious venture."
"Ugh
take it away
" wailed Eustace. "I hate mice. And I never could bear performing animals. They're silly and vulgar and-and sentimental."
"Am I to understand
" said Reepicheep to Lucy after a long stare at Eustace
"that this singularly discourteous person is under your Majesty's protection? Because
if not-"
At this moment Lucy and Edmund both sneezed.
"What a fool I am to keep you all standing here in your wet things
" said Caspian. "Come on below and get changed. I'll give you my cabin of course
Lucy
but I'm afraid we have no women's clothes on board. You'll have to make do with some of mine. Lead the way
Reepicheep
like a good fellow."
"To the convenience of a lady
" said Reepicheep
"even a question of honour must give way - at least for the moment -" and here he looked very hard at Eustace. But Caspian hustled them on and in a few minutes Lucy found herself passing through the door into the stern cabin. She fell in love with it at once - the three square windows that looked out on the blue
swirling water astern
the low cushioned benches round three sides of the table
the swinging silver lamp overhead (Dwarfs' work
she knew at once by its exquisite delicacy) and the flat gold image of Aslan the Lion on the forward wall above the door. All this she took in in a flash
for Caspian immediately opened a door on the starboard side
and said
"This'll be your room
Lucy. I'll just get some dry things for myself-" he was rummaging in one of the lockers while he spoke - "and then leave you to change. If you'll fling your wet things outside the door I'll get them taken to the galley to be dried."
Lucy found herself as much at home as if she had been in Caspian's cabin for weeks
and the motion of the ship did not worry her
for in the old days when she had been a queen in Narnia she had done a good deal of voyaging. The cabin was very tiny but bright with painted panels (all birds and beasts and crimson dragons and vines) and spotlessly clean. Caspian's clothes were too big for her
but she could manage. His shoes
sandals and sea-boots were hopelessly big but she did not mind going barefoot on board ship. When she had finished dressing she looked out of her window at the water rushing past and took a long deep breath. She felt quite sure they were in for a lovely time.