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chater fur a arliant f wl（第1页）
ITisaveryfunnythingthatthesleepieryouare，thelongeryoutakeaboutgettingtobed；especiallyifyouareluckyenoughtohaveafireinyourroom。Jillfeltshecouldn’tevenstartundressingunlessshesatdowninfrontofthefireforabitfirst。Andonceshehadsatdown，shedidn’twanttogetupagain。Shehadalreadysaidtoherselfaboutfivetimes，“Imustgotobed”，whenshewasstartledbyataponthewindow。
Shegotup，pulledthecurtain，andatfirstsawnothingbutdarkness。Thenshejumpedandstartedbackwards，forsomethingverylargehaddasheditselfagainstthewindow，givingasharptapontheglassas。itdidso。Averyunpleasantideacameintoherhead—“Supposetheyhavegiantmothsinthiscountry！Ugh！”Butthenthethingcameback，andthistimeshewasalmostsureshesawabeak，andthatthebeakhadmadethattappingnoise。“It’ssomehugebird，”thoughtJill。“Coulditbeaneagle？”Shedidn’tverymuchwantavisitevenfromaneagle，butsheopened
thewindowandlookedout。Instantly，withagreatwhirringnoise，thecreaturealightedonthewindow-sillandstoodtherefillingupthewholewindow，sothatJillhadtostepbacktomakeroomforit。ItwastheOwl。
“Hush，hush！Tu-whoo，tu-whoo，”saidtheOwl。“Don’tmakeanoise。Now，areyoutworeallyinearnestaboutwhatyou’vegottodo？”
“AboutthelostPrince，youmean？”saidJill。“Yes，we’vegottobe。”FornowsherememberedtheLion’svoiceandface，whichshehadnearlyforgottenduringthefeastingandstory-tellinginthehall。
“Good！”saidtheOwl。“Thenthere’snotimetowaste。Youmustgetawayfromhereatonce。I’llgoandwaketheotherhuman。ThenI’llcomebackforyou。You’dbetterchangethosecourtclothesandputonsomethingyoucantravelin。I’llbebackintwotwos。Tu-whoo！”Andwithoutwaitingforananswer，hewasgone。
IfJillhadbeenmoreusedtoadventures，shemighthavedoubtedtheOwl’sword，butthisneveroccurredtoher：andintheexcitingideaofamidnightescapesheforgothersleepiness。Shechangedbackintosweaterandshorts—therewasaguide’sknifeonthebeltoftheshortswhichmightcomeinuseful—andaddedafewofthethingsthathadbeenleftintheroomforherbythegirlwiththewillowyhair。Shechoseashortcloakthatcamedowntoherkneesandhadahood（“justthething，ifitrains，”shethought），afewhandkerchiefsandacomb。Thenshesatdownandwaited。
ShewasgettingsleepyagainwhentheOwlreturned。
“Nowwe’reready，”itsaid。
“You’dbetterleadtheway，”saidJill。“Idon’tknowallthesepassagesyet。”
“Tu-whoo！”saidtheOwl。“We’renotgoingthroughthecastle。Thatwouldneverdo。Youmustrideonme。Weshallfly。”
“Oh！”saidJill，andstoodwithhermouthopen，notmuchlikingtheidea。“Shan’tIbetooheavyforyou？”
“Tu-whoo，tu-whoo！Don’tyoubeafool。I’vealreadycarriedtheotherone。Now。Butwe’llputoutthatlampfirst。”
Assoonasthelampwasout，thebitofthenightwhichyousawthroughthewindowlookedlessdark—nolongerblack，butgrey。TheOwlstoodonthewindow-sillwithhisbacktotheroomandraisedhiswings。Jillhadtoclimbontohisshortfatbodyandgetherkneesunderthewingsandgriptight。Thefeathersfeltbeautifullywarmandsoftbuttherewasnothingtoholdonby。“IwonderhowScrubblikedhisride！”thoughtJill。Andjustasshewasthinkingthis，withahorridplungetheyhadleftthewindow-sill，andthewingsweremakingaflurryroundherears，andthenightair，rathercoolanddamp，wasflyinginherface。
Itwasmuchlighterthansheexpected，andthoughtheskywasovercast，onepatchofwaterysilvershowedwherethemoonwashidingabovetheclouds。Thefieldsbeneathherlookedgrey，andthetreesblack。Therewasacertainamountofwind—ahushing，rufflingsortofwindwhichmeantthatrainwascomingsoon。
TheOwlwheeledroundsothatthecastlewasnowaheadofthem。Veryfewofthewindowsshowedlights。Theyflewrightoverit，northwards，crossingtheriver：theairgrewcolder，andJillthoughtshecouldseethewhitereflectionoftheOwlinthewaterbeneathher。Butsoontheywereonthenorthbankoftheriver，flyingabovewoodedcountry。
TheOwlsnappedatsomethingwhichJillcouldn’tsee。
“Oh，don’t，please！”saidJill。“Don’tjerklikethat。Younearlythrewmeoff。”
“Ibegyourpardon，”saidtheOwl。“Iwasjustnabbingabat。There’snothingsosustaining，inasmallway，asaniceplumplittlebat。ShallIcatchyouone？”
“No，thanks，”saidJillwithashudder。
Hewasflyingalittlelowernowandalarge，blacklookingobjectwasloominguptowardsthem。Jillhadjusttimetoseethatitwasatower—apartlyruinoustower，withalotofivyonit，shethought—whenshefoundherselfduckingtoavoidthearchwayofawindow，astheOwlsqueezedwithherthroughtheiviedcobwebbyopening，outofthefresh，greynightintoadarkplaceinsidethetopofthetower。Itwasratherfustyinsideand，themomentsheslippedofftheOwl’sback，sheknew（asoneusuallydoessomehow）thatitwasquitecrowdedAndwhenvoicesbegansayingoutofthedarknessfromeverydirection“Tu—whoo！Tu-whoo！”sheknewitwascrowdedwithowls。Shewasratherrelievedwhenaverydifferentvoicesaid：
“Isthatyou，Pole？”
“Isthatyou，Scrubb？”saidJill。
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