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chater the ancient treaure hue（第1页）
“THISwasn’tagarden，”saidSusanpresently．“Itwasacastleandthismusthavebeenthecourtyard．”
“Iseewhatyoumean，”saidPeter．“Yes．Thatistheremainsofatower．Andthereiswhatusedtobeaflightofstepsgoinguptothetopofthewalls．Andlookatthoseothersteps-thebroad，shallowones-goinguptothatdoorway．Itmusthavebeenthedoorintothegreathall．”
“Agesago，bythelookofit，”saidEdmund．
“Yes，agesago，”saidPeter．“Iwishwecouldfindoutwhothepeoplewerethatlivedinthiscastle;andhowlongago．”
“Itgivesmeaqueerfeeling，”saidLucy．
“Doesit，Lu？”saidPeter，turningandlookinghardather．“Becauseitdoesthesametome．Itisthequeerestthingthathashappenedthisqueerday．Iwonderwhereweareandwhatitallmeans？”
Whiletheyweretalkingtheyhadcrossedthecourtyardandgonethroughtheotherdoorwayintowhathadoncebeenthehall．Thiswasnowverylikethecourtyard，fortheroofhadlongsincedisappearedanditwasmerelyanotherspaceofgrassanddaisies，exceptthatitwasshorterandnarrowerandthewallswerehigher．Acrossthefarendtherewasakindofterraceaboutthreefeethigherthantherest．
“Iwonder，wasitreallythehall？”saidSusan．“Whatisthatterracekindofthing？”
“Why，yousilly，”saidPeter（whohadbecomestrangelyexcited），“don’tyousee？ThatwasthedaiswheretheHighTablewas，wheretheKingandthegreatlordssat．AnyonewouldthinkyouhadforgottenthatweourselveswereonceKingsandQueensandsatonadaisjustlikethat，inourgreathall．”
“InourcastleofCairParavel，”continuedSusaninadreamyandrathersingsongvoice，“atthemouthofthegreatriverofNarnia．HowcouldIforget？”
“Howitallcomesback！”saidLucy．“WecouldpretendwewereinCairParavelnow．Thishallmusthavebeenverylikethegreathallwefeastedin．”
“Butunfortunatelywithoutthefeast，”saidEdmund．“It’sgettinglate，youknow．Lookhowlongtheshadowsare．Andhaveyounoticedthatitisn’tsohot？”
“Weshallneedacamp-fireifwe’vegottospendthenighthere，”saidPeter．“I’vegotmatches．Let’sgoandseeifwecancollectsomedrywood．”
Everyonesawthesenseofthis，andforthenexthalf-hourtheywerebusy．Theorchardthroughwhichtheyhadfirstcomeintotheruinsturnedoutnottobeagoodplaceforfirewood．Theytriedtheothersideofthecastle，passingoutofthehallbyalittlesidedoorintoamazeofstonyhumpsandhollowswhichmustoncehavebeenpassagesandsmallerroomsbutwasnowallnettlesandwildroses．Beyondthistheyfoundawidegapinthecastlewallandsteppedthroughitintoawoodofdarkerandbiggertreeswheretheyfounddeadbranchesandrottenwoodandsticksanddryleavesandfir-conesinplenty．Theywenttoandfrowithbundlesuntiltheyhadagoodpileonthedais．Atthefifthjourneytheyfoundthewell，justoutsidethehall，hiddeninweeds，butcleanandfreshanddeepwhentheyhadclearedtheseaway．Theremainsofastonepavementranhalf-wayroundit．Thenthegirlswentouttopicksomemoreapplesandtheboysbuiltthefire，onthedaisandfairlyclosetothecornerbetweentwowalls，whichtheythoughtwouldbethesnuggestandwarmestplace．Theyhadgreatdifficultyinlightingitandusedalotofmatches，buttheysucceededintheend．Finally，allfoursatdownwiththeirbackstothewallandtheirfacestothefire．Theytriedroastingsomeoftheapplesontheendsofsticks．Butroastapplesarenotmuchgoodwithoutsugar，andtheyaretoohottoeatwithyourfingerstilltheyaretoocoldtobewortheating．Sotheyhadtocontentthemselveswithrawapples，which，asEdmundsaid，madeonerealizethatschoolsuppersweren’tsobadafterall—“Ishouldn’tmindagoodthicksliceofbreadandmargarinethisminute，”headded．Butthespiritofadventurewasrisinginthemall，andnoonereallywantedtobebackatschool．
Shortlyafterthelastapplehadbeeneaten，Susanwentouttothewelltogetanotherdrink．Whenshecamebackshewascarryingsomethinginherhand．
“Look，”shesaidinaratherchokingkindofvoice．“Ifounditbythewell．”ShehandedittoPeterandsatdown．Theothersthoughtshelookedandsoundedasifshemightbegoingtocry．EdmundandLucyeagerlybentforwardtoseewhatwasinPeter’shand—alittle，brightthingthatgleamedinthefirelight．
“Well，I’m—I’mjiggered，”saidPeter，andhisvoicealsosoundedqueer．Thenhehandedittotheothers．
Allnowsawwhatitwas—alittlechess-knight，ordinaryinsizebutextraordinarilyheavybecauseitwasmadeofpuregold;andtheeyesinthehorse’sheadweretwotinylittlerubies-orratheronewas，fortheotherhadbeenknockedout．
“Why！”saidLucy，“it’sexactlylikeoneofthegoldenchessmenweusedtoplaywithwhenwewereKingsandQueensatCairParavel．”
“Cheerup，Su，”saidPetertohisothersister．
“Ican’thelpit，”saidSusan．“Itbroughtback—oh，suchlovelytimes．AndIrememberedplayingchesswithfaunsandgoodgiants，andthemer-peoplesinginginthesea，andmybeautifulhorse—and—and—”
“Now，”saidPeterinaquitedifferentvoice，“it’sabouttimewefourstartedusingourbrains．”
“Whatabout？”askedEdmund．
“Havenoneofyouguessedwhereweare？”saidPeter．
“Goon，goon，”saidLucy．“I’vefeltforhoursthattherewassomewonderfulmysteryhangingoverthisplace．”
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