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chater elve trawberry adventure（第1页）
DIGORYkepthismouthverytightshut．Hehadbeengrowingmoreandmoreuncomfortable．Hehopedthat，whateverhappened，hewouldn’tblubordoanythingridiculous．
“SonofAdam，”saidAslan．“AreyoureadytoundothewrongthatyouhavedonetomysweetcountryofNarniaontheverydayofitsbirth？”
“Well，Idon’tseewhatIcando，”saidDigory．“Yousee，theQueenranawayand-”
“Iasked，areyouready？”saidtheLion．
“Yes，”saidDigory．Hehadhadforasecondsomewildideaofsaying“I’lltrytohelpyouifyou’llpromisetohelpmyMother，”butherealizedintimethattheLionwasnotatallthesortofpersononecouldtrytomakebargainswith．Butwhenhehadsaid“Yes，”hethoughtofhisMother，andhethoughtofthegreathopeshehadhad，andhowtheywerealldyingaway，andalumpcameinhisthroatandtearsinhiseyes，andheblurtedout：“Butplease，please-won’tyou-can’tyougivemesomethingthatwillcureMother？”UptillthenhehadbeenlookingattheLion’sgreatfeetandthehugeclawsonthem；now，inhisdespair，helookedupatitsface．Whathesawsurprisedhimasmuchasanythinginhiswholelife．Forthetawnyfacewasbentdownnearhisownand（wonderofwonders）greatshiningtearsstoodintheLion’seyes．Theyweresuchbig，brighttearscomparedwithDigory’sownthatforamomenthefeltasiftheLionmustreallybesorrierabouthisMotherthanhewashimself．
“Myson，myson，”saidAslan．“Iknow．Griefisgreat．OnlyyouandIinthislandknowthatyet．Letusbegoodtooneanother．ButIhavetothinkofhundredsofyearsinthelifeofNarnia．TheWitchwhomyouhavebroughtintothisworldwillcomebacktoNarniaagain．Butitneednotbeyet．ItismywishtoplantinNarniaatreethatshewillnotdaretoapproach，andthattreewillprotectNarniafromherformanyyears．Sothislandshallhavealong，brightmorningbeforeanycloudscomeoverthesun．Youmustgetmetheseedfromwhichthattreeistogrow．”
“Yes，sir，”saidDigory．Hedidn’tknowhowitwastobedonebuthefeltquitesurenowthathewouldbeabletodoit．TheLiondrewadeepbreath，stoopeditsheadevenlowerandgavehimaLion’skiss．AndatonceDigoryfeltthatnewstrengthandcouragehadgoneintohim．
“Dearson，”saidAslan，“Iwilltellyouwhatyoumustdo．TurnandlooktotheWestandtellmewhatdoyousee？”
“Iseeterriblybigmountains，Aslan，”saidDigory，“Iseethisrivercomingdowncliffsinawaterfall．Andbeyondtheclifftherearehighgreenhillswithforests．Andbeyondthosetherearehigherrangesthatlookalmostblack．Andthen，faraway，therearebigsnowymountainsallheapeduptogether-likepicturesoftheAlps．Andbehindthosethere’snothingbutthesky．”
“Youseewell，”saidtheLion．“NowthelandofNarniaendswherethewaterfallcomesdown，andonceyouhavereachedthetopofthecliffsyouwillbeoutofNarniaandintotheWesternWild．Youmustjourneythroughthosemountainstillyoufindagreenvalleywithabluelakeinit，walledroundbymountainsofice．Attheendofthelakethereisasteep，greenhill．Onthetopofthathillthereisagarden．Inthecentreofthatgardenisatree．Pluckanapplefromthattreeandbringitbacktome．”
“Yes，sir，”saidDigoryagain．Hehadn’ttheleastideaofhowhewastoclimbthecliffandfindhiswayamongallthemountains，buthedidn’tliketosaythatforfearitwouldsoundlikemakingexcuses．Buthedidsay，“Ihope，Aslan，you’renotinahurry．Ishan’tbeabletogetthereandbackveryquickly．”
“LittlesonofAdam，youshallhavehelp，”saidAslan．HethenturnedtotheHorsewhohadbeenstandingquietlybesidethemallthistime，swishinghistailtokeepthefliesoff，andlisteningwithhisheadononesideasiftheconversationwerealittledifficulttounderstand．
“Mydear，”saidAslantotheHorse，“wouldyouliketobeawingedhorse？”
YoushouldhaveseenhowtheHorseshookitsmaneandhowitsnostrilswidened，andthelittletapitgavethegroundwithonebackhoof．Clearlyitwouldverymuchliketobeawingedhorse．Butitonlysaid：
“Ifyouwish，Aslan-ifyoureallymean-Idon’tknowwhyitshouldbeme-I’mnotaverycleverhorse．”
“Bewinged．Bethefatherofallflyinghorses，”roaredAslaninavoicethatshooktheground．“YournameisFledge．”
Thehorseshied，justasitmighthaveshiedintheold，miserabledayswhenitpulledahansom．Thenitroared．Itstraineditsneckbackasiftherewereaflybitingitsshouldersanditwantedtoscratchthem．Andthen，justasthebeastshadburstoutoftheearth，thereburstoutfromtheshouldersofFledgewingsthatspreadandgrew，largerthaneagles’，largerthanswans’，largerthanangels’wingsinchurchwindows．Thefeathersshonechestnutcolourandcoppercolour．Hegaveagreatsweepwiththemandleapedintotheair．TwentyfeetaboveAslanandDigoryhesnorted，neighed，andcurvetted．Then，aftercirclingonceroundthem，hedroppedtotheearth，allfourhoofstogether，lookingawkwardandsurprised，butextremelypleased．
“Isitgood，Fledge？”saidAslan．
“Itisverygood，Aslan，”saidFledge．
“WillyoucarrythislittlesonofAdamonyourbacktothemountain—valleyIspokeof？”
“What？Now？Atonce？”saidStrawberry-orFledge，aswemustnowcallhim-Hurrah！Come，littleone，I’vehadthingslikeyouonmybackbefore．Long，longago．Whenthereweregreenfields，”andsugar。”
“WhatarethetwodaughtersofEvewhisperingabout？”saidAslan，turningverysuddenlyonPollyandtheCabby’swife，whohadinfactbeenmakingfriends．
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