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chater ixteen the healg f har（第2页）

TheybothslippedofftheirCentaurs（whotooknonoticeofthem）。

“IwishIwasathome，”saidJill。

Eustacenodded，sayingnothing，andbithislip。

“Ihavecome，”saidadeepvoicebehindthem。TheyturnedandsawtheLionhimself，sobrightandrealandstrongthateverythingelsebeganatoncetolookpaleandshadowycomparedwithhim。AndinlesstimethanittakestobreatheJillforgotaboutthedeadKingofNarniaandrememberedonlyhowshehadmadeEustacefalloverthecliff，andhowshehadhelpedtomuffnearlyallthesigns，andaboutallthesnappingsandquarrellings。Andshewantedtosay“I’msorry”butshecouldnotspeak。ThentheLiondrewthemtowardshimwithhiseyes，andbentdownandtouchedtheirpalefaceswithhistongue，andsaid：“Thinkofthatnomore。Iwillnotalwaysbescolding。YouhavedonetheworkforwhichIsentyouintoNarnia。”

“Please，Aslan，”saidJill，“maywegohomenow？”

“Yes。IhavecometobringyouHome，”saidAslan。Thenheopenedhismouthwideandblew。Butthistimetheyhadnosenseofflyingthroughtheair：instead，itseemedthattheyremainedstill，andthewildbreathofAslanblewawaytheshipandthedeadKingandthecastleandthesnowandthewintersky。Forallthesethingsfloatedoffintotheairlikewreathsofsmoke，andsuddenlytheywerestandinginagreatbrightnessofmid-summersunshine，onsmoothturf，amongmightytrees，andbesideafair，freshstream。

ThentheysawthattheywereoncemoreontheMountainofAslan，highupaboveandbeyondtheendofthatworldinwhichNarnialies。ButthestrangethingwasthatthefuneralmusicforKingCaspianstillwenton，thoughnoonecouldtellwhereitcamefrom。TheywerewalkingbesidethestreamandtheLionwentbeforethem：andhebecamesobeautiful，andthemusicsodespairing，thatJilldidnotknowwhichofthemitwasthatfilledhereyeswithtears。

ThenAslanstopped，andthechildrenlookedintothestream。Andthere，onthegoldengravelofthebedofthestream，layKingCaspian，dead，withthewaterflowingoverhimlikeliquidglass。Hislongwhitebeardswayedinitlikewater-weed。Andallthreestoodandwept。EventheLionwept：greatLion-tears，eachtearmorepreciousthantheEarthwouldbeifitwasasinglesoliddiamond。AndJillnoticedthatEustacelookedneitherlikeachildcrying，norlikeaboycryingandwantingtohideit，butlikeagrown-upcrying。Atleast，thatisthenearestshecouldgettoit；butreally，asshesaid，peopledon’tseemtohaveanyparticularagesonthatmountain。

“SonofAdam，”saidAslan，“gointothatthicketandpluckthethornthatyouwillfindthere，andbringittome。”

Eustaceobeyed。Thethornwasafootlongandsharpasarapier。

“Driveitintomypaw，SonofAdam，”saidAslan，holdinguphisrightfore-pawandspreadingoutthegreatpadtowardsEustace。

“MustI？”saidEustace。

“Yes，”saidAslan。

ThenEustacesethisteethanddrovethethornintotheLion’spad。Andtherecameoutagreatdropofblood，redderthanallrednessthatyouhaveeverseenorimagined。

AnditsplashedintothestreamoverthedeadbodyoftheKing。Atthesamemomentthedolefulmusicstopped。AndthedeadKingbegantobechanged。Hiswhitebeardturnedtogrey，andfromgreytoyellow，andgotshorterandvanishedaltogether；andhissunkencheeksgrewroundandfresh，andthewrinklesweresmoothed，andhiseyesopened，andhiseyesandlipsbothlaughed，andsuddenlyheleapedupandstoodbeforethem—averyyoungman，oraboy。（ButJillcouldn’tsaywhich，becauseofpeoplehavingnoparticularagesinAslan’scountry。Eveninthisworld，ofcourse，itisthestupidestchildrenwhoaremostchildishandthestupidestgrown-upswhoaremostgrown-up。）AndherushedtoAslanandflunghisarmsasfarastheywouldgoroundthehugeneck；andhegaveAslanthestrongkissesofaKing，andAslangavehimthewildkissesofaLion。

AtlastCaspianturnedtotheothers。Hegaveagreatlaughofastonishedjoy。

“Why！Eustace！”hesaid。“Eustace！Soyoudidreachtheendoftheworldafterall。Whataboutmysecond-bestswordthatyoubrokeonthesea-serpent？”

Eustacemadeasteptowardshimwithbothhandsheldout，butthendrewbackwithasomewhatstartledexpression。

“Lookhere！Isay，”hestammered。“It’sallverywell。Butaren’tyou？—Imeandidn’tyou—”

“Oh，don’tbesuchanass，”saidCaspian。

“But，”saidEustace，lookingatAslan。“Hasn’theer—died？”

“Yes，”saidtheLioninaveryquietvoice，almost（Jillthought）asifhewerelaughing。“Hehasdied。Mostpeoplehave，youknow。EvenIhave。Thereareveryfewwhohaven’t。”

“Oh，”saidCaspian。“Iseewhat’sbotheringyou。YouthinkI’maghost，orsomenonsense。Butdon’tyousee？IwouldbethatifIappearedinNarnianow：becauseIdon’tbelongthereanymore。Butonecan’tbeaghostinone’sowncountry。ImightbeaghostifIgotintoyourworld。Idon’tknow。ButIsupposeitisn’tyourseither，nowyou’rehere。”

Agreathoperoseinthechildren’shearts。ButAslanshookhisshaggyhead。“No，mydears，”hesaid。“Whenyoumeetmehereagain，youwillhavecometostay。Butnotnow。Youmustgobacktoyourownworldforawhile。”

“Sir，”saidCaspian，“I’vealwayswantedtohavejustoneglimpseoftheirworld。Isthatwrong？”

“Youcannotwantwrongthingsanymore，nowthatyouhavedied，myson，”saidAslan。“Andyoushallseetheirworld—forfiveminutesoftheirtime。Itwilltakenolongerforyoutosetthingsrightthere。”ThenAslanexplainedtoCaspianwhatJillandEustaceweregoingbacktoandallaboutExperimentHouse：heseemedtoknowitquiteaswellastheydid。

“Daughter，”saidAslantoJill，“pluckaswitchoffthatbush。”Shedid；andassoonasitwasinherhanditturnedintoafinenewridingcrop。

“Now，SonsofAdam，drawyourswords，”saidAslan。“Butuseonlytheflat，foritiscowardsandchildren，notwarriors，againstwhom1sendyou。”

“Areyoucomingwithus，Aslan？”saidJill。

“Theyshallseeonlymyback，”saidAslan。

Heledthemrapidlythroughthewood，andbeforetheyhadgonemanypaces，thewallofExperimentHouseappcaredbeforethem。ThenAslanroaredsothatthesunshookintheskyandthirtyfeetofthewallfelldownbeforethem。Theylookedthroughthegap，downintotheschoolshrubberyandontotheroofofthegym，allunderthesamedullautumnskywhichtheyhadseenbeforetheiradventuresbegan。AslanturnedtoJillandEustaceandbreatheduponthemandtouchedtheirforeheadswithhistongue。ThenhelaydownamidthegaphehadmadeinthewallandturnedhisgoldenbacktoEngland，andhislordlyfacetowardshisownlands。AtthesamemomentJillsawfigureswhomsheknewonlytoowellrunningupthroughthelaurelstowardsthem。Mostofthegangwerethere—AdelaPennyfatherandCholmondelyMajor，EdithWinterblott，‘Spotty’Sorrier，bigBannister，andthetwoloathsomeGarretttwins。Butsuddenlytheystopped。Theirfaceschanged，andallthemeanness，conceit，cruelty，andsneakishnessalmostdisappearedinonesingleexpressionofterror。Fortheysawthewallfallendown，andalionaslargeasayoungelephantlyinginthegap，andthreefiguresinglitteringclotheswithweaponsintheirhandsrushingdownuponthem。For，withthestrengthofAslaninthem，JillpliedhercroponthegirlsandCaspianandEustacepliedtheflatsoftheirswordsontheboyssowellthatintwominutesallthebullieswererunninglikemad，cryingout，‘Murder！Fascists！Lions！Itisn’tfair。’AndthentheHead（whowas，bytheway，awoman）camerunningouttoseewhatwashappening。AndwhenshesawthelionandthebrokenwallandCaspianandJillandEustace（whomshequitefailedtorecognize）shehadhystericsandwentbacktothehouseandbeganringingupthepolicewithstoriesaboutalionescapedfromacircus，andescapedconvictswhobrokedownwallsandcarrieddrawnswords。InthemidstofallthisfussJillandEustaceslippedquietlyindoorsandchangedoutoftheirbrightclothesintoordinarythings，andCaspianwentbackintohisownworld。Andthewall，atAslan’sword，wasmadewholeagain。Whenthepolicearrivedandfoundnolion，nobrokenwall，andnoconvicts，andtheHeadbehavinglikealunatic，therewasaninquiryintothewholething。AndintheinquiryallsortsofthingsaboutExperimentHousecameout，andabouttenpeoplegotexpelled。Afterthat，theHead’sfriendssawthattheHeadwasnouseasaHead，sotheygothermadeanInspectortointerferewithotherHeads。Andwhentheyfoundshewasn’tmuchgoodevenatthat，theygotherintoParliamentwhereshelivedhappilyeverafter。

Eustaceburiedhisfineclothessecretlyonenightintheschoolgrounds，butJillsmuggledhershomeandworethematafancy-dressballnextholidays。AndfromthatdayforththingschangedforthebetteratExperimentHouse，anditbecamequiteagoodschool。AndJillandEustacewerealwaysfriends。

ButfaroffinNarnia，KingRilianburiedhisfather，CaspiantheNavigator，Tenthofthatname，andmournedforhim。HehimselfruledNarniawellandthelandwashappyinhisdays，thoughPuddleglum（whosefootwasasgoodasnewinthreeweeks）oftenpointedoutthatbrightmorningsbroughtonwetafternoons，andthatyoucouldn’texpectgoodtimestolast。Theopeningintothehillsidewasleftopen，andofteninhotsummerdaystheNarniansgointherewithshipsandlanternsanddowntothewaterandsailtoandfro，singing，onthecool，darkundergroundsea，tellingeachotherstoriesofthecitiesthatliefathomsdeepbelow。IfeveryouhavethelucktogotoNarniayourself，donotforgettohavealookatthosecaves。

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