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chater ixteen the very end f the wrld(第2页)

Caspianpaused.“Well,yes.Thereisthat,”hesaid.Hestoodirresoluteforamomentandthenshoutedouttotheshipingeneral.

“Well,haveyourway.Thequestisended.Weallreturn.Gettheboatupagain.”

“Sire,”saidReepicheep,“wedonotallreturn.I,asIexplainedbefore—”

“Silence!”thunderedCaspian.“I’vebeenlessonedbutI’llnotbebaited.WillnoonesilencethatMouse?”

“YourMajestypromised,”saidReepicheep,“tobegoodlordtotheTalkingBeastsofNarnia.”

“Talkingbeasts,yes,”saidCaspian.“Isaidnothingaboutbeaststhatneverstoptalking.”Andheflungdowntheladderinatemperandwentintothecabin,slammingthedoor.

Butwhentheothersrejoinedhimalittlelatertheyfoundhimchanged;hewaswhiteandthereweretearsinhiseyes.

“It’snogood,”hesaid.“ImightaswellhavebehaveddecentlyforallthegoodIdidwithmytemperandswagger.Aslanhasspokentome.No—Idon’tmeanhewasactuallyhere.Hewouldn’tfitintothecabin,foronething.Butthatgoldlion’sheadonthewallcametolifeandspoketome.Itwasterrible—hiseyes.Notthathewasatallroughwithme—onlyabitsternatfirst.Butitwasterribleallthesame.Andhesaid—hesaid—oh,Ican’tbearit.Theworstthinghecouldhavesaid.You’retogoon—ReepandEdmund,andLucy,andEustace;andI’mtogoback.Alone.Andatonce.Andwhatisthegoodofanything?”

“Caspian,dear,”saidLucy.“Youknewwe’dhavetogobacktoourownworldsoonerorlater.”

“Yes,”saidCaspianwithasob,“butthisissooner.”

“You’llfeelbetterwhenyougetbacktoRamandu’sIsland,”saidLucy.

Hecheeredupalittlelateron,butitwasagrievouspartingonbothsidesandIwillnotdwellonit.Abouttwoo’clockintheafternoon,wellvictualledandwatered(thoughtheythoughttheywouldneedneitherfoodnordrink)andwithReepicheep’scoracleonboard,theboatpulledawayfromtheDawnTreadertorowthroughtheendlesscarpetoflilies.TheDawnTreaderflewallherflagsandhungouthershieldstohonourtheirdeparture.Tallandbigandhomelikeshelookedfromtheirlowpositionwiththeliliesallroundthem.Andevenbeforeshewasoutofsighttheysawherturnandbeginrowingslowlywestward.YetthoughLucyshedafewtears,shecouldnotfeelitasmuchasyoumighthaveexpected.Thelight,thesilence,thetinglingsmelloftheSilverSea,even(insomeoddway)thelonelinessitself,weretooexciting.

Therewasnoneedtorow,forthecurrentdriftedthemsteadilytotheeast.Noneofthemsleptorate.Allthatnightandallnextdaytheyglidedeastward,andwhenthethirddaydawned—withabrightnessyouorIcouldnotbearevenifwehaddarkglasseson—theysawawonderahead.Itwasasifawallstoodupbetweenthemandthesky,agreenish-grey,trembling,shimmeringwall.Thenupcamethesun,andatitsfirstrisingtheysawitthroughthewallanditturnedintowonderfulrainbowcolours.Thentheyknewthatthewallwasreallyalong,tallwave—awaveendlesslyfixedinoneplaceasyoumayoftenseeattheedgeofawaterfall.Itseemedtobeaboutthirtyfeethigh,andthecurrentwasglidingthemswiftlytowardsit.Youmighthavesupposedtheywouldhavethoughtoftheirdanger.Theydidn’t.Idon’tthinkanyonecouldhaveintheirposition.Fornowtheysawsomethingnotonlybehindthewavebutbehindthesun.TheycouldnothaveseeneventhesuniftheireyeshadnotbeenstrengthenedbythewateroftheLastSea.Butnowtheycouldlookattherisingsunandseeitclearlyandseethingsbeyondit.Whattheysaw—eastward,beyondthesun—wasarangeofmountains.Itwassohighthateithertheyneversawthetopofitortheyforgotit.Noneofthemremembersseeinganyskyinthatdirection.Andthemountainsmustreallyhavebeenoutsidetheworld.Foranymountainsevenaquarterofatwentiethofthatheightoughttohavehadiceandsnowonthem.Butthesewerewarmandgreenandfull,offorestsandwaterfallshoweverhighyoulooked.Andsuddenlytherecameabreezefromtheeast,tossingthetopofthewaveintofoamyshapesandrufflingthesmoothwaterallroundthem.Itlastedonlyasecondorsobutwhatitbroughttheminthatsecondnoneofthosethreechildrenwilleverforget.Itbroughtbothasmellandasound,amusicalsoundEdmundandEustacewouldnevertalkaboutitafterwards.Lucycouldonlysay,“Itwouldbreakyourheart.”“Why,”saidI,“wasitsosad?”“Sad!!No,”saidLucy.

NooneinthatboatdoubtedchattheywereseeingbeyondtheEndoftheWorldintoAslan’scountry.

Atthatmoment,withacrunch,theboatranaground.Thewaterwastooshallownowforit.“This,”saidReepicheep,“iswhereIgoonalone.”

Theydidnoteventrytostophim,foreverythingnowfeltasifithadbeenfatedorhadhappenedbefore.Theyhelpedhimtolowerhislittlecoracle.Thenhetookoffhissword(“Ishallneeditnomore,”hesaid)andflungitfarawayacrosstheliliedsea.Whereitfellitstooduprightwiththehiltabovethesurface.Thenhebadethemgood-bye,tryingtobesadfortheirsakes;buthewasquiveringwithhappiness.Lucy,forthefirstandlasttime,didwhatshehadalwayswantedtodo,takinghiminherarmsandcaressinghim.Thenhastilyhegotintohiscoracleandtookhispaddle,andthecurrentcaughtitandawayhewent,veryblackagainstthelilies.Butnoliliesgrewonthewave;itwasasmoothgreenslope.Thecoraclewentmoreandmorequickly,andbeautifullyitrushedupthewave’sside.ForonesplitsecondtheysawitsshapeandReepicheep’sontheverytop.Thenitvanished,andsincethatmomentnoonecantrulyclaimtohaveseenReepicheeptheMouse.ButmybeliefisthathecamesafetoAslan’scountryandisalivetheretothisday.

Asthesunrosethesightofthosemountainsoutsidetheworldfadedaway.Thewaveremainedbuttherewasonlyblueskybehindit.

Thechildrengotoutoftheboatandwaded—nottowardsthewavebutsouthwardwiththewallofwaterontheirleft.Theycouldnothavetoldyouwhytheydidthis;itwastheirfate.Andthoughtheyhadfelt—andbeen—verygrown-upontheDawnTreader,theynowfeltjusttheoppositeandheldhandsastheywadedthroughthelilies.Theyneverfelttired.Thewaterwaswarmandallthetimeitgotshallower.Atlasttheywereondrysand,andthenongrass—ahugeplainofveryfineshortgrass,almostlevelwiththeSilverSeaandspreadingineverydirectionwithoutsomuchasamolehill.

Andofcourse,asitalwaysdoesinaperfectlyflatplacewithouttrees,itlookedasiftheskycamedowntomeetthegrassinfrontofthem.Butastheywentontheygotthestrangestimpressionthathereatlasttheskydidreallycomedownandjointheearth—abluewall,verybright,butrealandsolid:morelikeglassthananythingelse.Andsoontheywerequitesureofit.Itwasverynearnow.

Butbetweenthemandthefootoftheskytherewassomethingsowhiteonthegreengrassthatevenwiththeireagles’eyestheycouldhardlylookatit.TheycameonandsawthatitwasaLamb.

“Comeandhavebreakfast,”saidtheLambinitssweetmilkyvoice.

Thentheynoticedforthefirsttimethattherewasafirelitonthegrassandfishroastingonit.Theysatdownandatethefish,hungrynowforthefirsttimeformanydays.Anditwasthemostdeliciousfoodtheyhadevertasted.

“Please,Lamb,”saidLucy,“isthisthewaytoAslan’scountry?”

“Notforyou,”saidtheLamb.“ForyouthedoorintoAslan’scountryisfromyourownworld.”

“What!”saidEdmund.“IsthereawayintoAslan’scountryfromourworldtoo?”

“Thereisawayintomycountryfromalltheworlds,”saidtheLamb;butashespokehissnowywhiteflushedintotawnygoldandhissizechangedandhewasAslanhimself,toweringabovethemandscatteringlightfromhismane.

“Oh,Aslan,”saidLucy.“Willyoutellushowtogetintoyourcountryfromourworld?”

“Ishallbetellingyouallthetime,”saidAslan.“ButIwillnottellyouhowlongorshortthewaywillbe;onlythatitliesacrossariver.Butdonotfearthat,forIamthegreatBridgeBuilder.Andnowcome;Iwillopenthedoorintheskyandsendyoutoyourownland.”

“Please,Aslan,”saidLucy.“Beforewego,willyoutelluswhenwecancomebacktoNarniaagain?Please.Andoh,do,do,domakeitsoon.”

“Dearest,”saidAslanverygently,“youandyourbrotherwillnevercomebalktoNarnia.”

“Oh,Aslan!!”saidEdmundandLucybothtogetherindespairingvoices.

“Youaretooold,children,”saidAslan,“andyoumustbegintocomeclosetoyourownworldnow.”

“Itisn’tNarnia,youknow,”sobbedLucy.“It’syou.Weshan’tmeetyouthere.Andhowcanwelive,nevermeetingyou?”

“Butyoushallmeetme,dearone,”saidAslan.

“Are—areyoutheretoo,Sir?”saidEdmund.

“Iam,”saidAslan.“ButthereIhaveanothername.Youmustlearntoknowmebythatname.ThiswastheveryreasonwhyyouwerebroughttoNarnia,thatbyknowingmehereforalittle,youmayknowmebetterthere.”

“AndisEustacenevertocomebackhereeither?”saidLucy.

“Child,”saidAslan,“doyoureallyneedtoknowthat?Come,Iamopeningthedoorinthesky.”Thenallinonemomenttherewasarendingofthebluewall(likeacurtainbeingtorn)andaterriblewhitelightfrombeyondthesky,andthefeelofAslan’smaneandaLion’skissontheirforeheadsandthen—thebarkbedroominAuntAlberta’shomeinCambridge.

Onlytwomorethingsneedtobetold.OneisthatCaspianandhismenallcamesafelybacktoRamandu’sIsland.Andthethreelordswokefromtheirsleep.CaspianmarriedRamandu’sdaughterandtheyallreachedNarniaintheend,andshebecameagreatqueenandthemotherandgrandmotherofgreatkings.TheotheristhatbackinourownworldeveryonesoonstartedsayinghowEustacehadimproved,andhow“You’dneverknowhimforthesameboy”:everyoneexceptAuntAlberta,whosaidhehadbecomeverycommonplaceandtiresomeanditmusthavebeentheinfluenceofthosePevensiechildren.

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