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CHAPTER FIVE HOW HELP CAME TO THE KING（第2页）

“I'mEustaceSdthisisJillPole，”

saidtheBoy.“Andwewerehereesandagesago，morethanayearagobyourtime，andtherecalledPrin，andtheywerekeepingthisderground，ahisfootin—”

“Ha!”

criedTiriaheadthatJillwhoresgRilianfromhisloment?”

&'sus，”

saidJill.“Sohe'sKingRiliannow，ishe?Ohofcoursehewouldbe.Ifot—”

“Nay，”

saidTirian，“Iamthesevefromhim.Hehasbeewohundredyears.”

Jillmadeaface.“Ugh!”

shesaid.“That'sthehorridpartaboutingbaia.”

ButEusta.“whoweare，Sire，”

hesaid.“Anditwaslikethis.TheProfessorandAuntPollyhadgotallusfriendsether—”

“Iknownottheseace，”

saidTirian.

“They'rethetwowhotoNarniaattheverybeginning，thedayalltheaotalk.”

“BytheLion'sMairiaheLoryandtheLadyPolly!Fromthedawnoftheworld!Andstillinyourplace?Thewohegloryofit!Buttellme，tellme.”

“Sheisn'treallyouraunt，youknow，”

saidEustace.“She'sMissPlummer，butwecallherAuntPolly.Wellthosetwogotusalltogetherpartlyjustforfun，sothatwecouldallhaveagoodjawaboutNarnia（forofcoursethere'snooneelseweevertalktoaboutthi）butpartlybecausetheProfessorhadafeelingthatweweresomehowwantedoverhere.Wellthenyoulikeaghoodness-knows-whatandnearlyfrightehelivesoutofusasayingaword.Afterthat，wekherewassomethiquestionwashowtogethere.You'tgojustbywantingto.SowetalkedalasttheProfessorsaidtheonlywaywouldbebytheMagigs.ItwasbythsthatheandAuntPollyg，loheywereonlykids，yearsbeforeweyoungeroneswereborn.ButtheRingshadallbeehegardenofahouseinLondon（that&#towhehousehadbeensold.Sothentheproblemwashowtogetatthem.You'llwedidierahat'stheHighKiheonewhospoketoyou—wentuptoLohegardenfromtheback，earlyinthembeforepeoplewereup.Theyweredressedlikeworkmensothatifanyowouldlookasifthey'dethingaboutthedrains.IwishI'dbeemusthavebeengloriousfuhavesucceededfordayPetersentusawire—that'sasortofmessage，Sire，I'llexplainaboutitsomeothertime—tosayhe'dgs.AerthatoleandIhadtogobacktoschool—we'retheonlytwowhoarestillatsdwe'reatthesameoerandEdmuusataplathewaydowntosdhaheRings.IthadtobeusteretogotoNarnia，yousee，becausetheolderoneseagaiothetrainthat'sakindofthiravelininourworld:alotofwagoher—andtheProfessorandAuntPollyandLucycameaheraslongaswecould.Welltherewewereirain.Atiiohersweretomeetus，andIwaslookingoutofthewindowtoseeifIcouldseethemwheherecameamhtfuljerkaherewewereinNarniaandtherewasyourMajestytieduptothetree.”

“SoyouheRings?”

saidTirian.

“No，”

saidEustaeverevensawthem.Aslandiditallforusinhisoiths.”

“ButtheHighKihem，”

saidTirian.

“Yes，”

saidJill.“Butwedon'tthinkheusethem.WheherPevensies—KingEdmundandQueehere，Aslansaidtheywouldain.AndhesaidsomethingofthesamesorttotheHighKing，onlylo.Youmaybesurehe'llelikeashotifhe'sallowed.”

“Gosh!”

saidEustace.“It'sgettinghotinthissuhere，Sire?”

“Look，”

saidTirianamanyyardsawaygraybattlemehetree-tops，ae&#theycameoutinanopengrassyspace.Astreamranacrossitandonthefarsideofthestreamstoodasquat，squaretowerwithveryfewandnarrosandoneheavy-lookingdoorihatfacedthem.

Tirianlookedsharplythiswayandthattomakesurethatnoenemieswereinsight.Thehetowerandstoodstillforamomentfishinguphisbunchofkeyswhichheworeiing-dressonanarrowsilverthatwentrouwasanichofkeysthathebroughtout，foldenandmanywereriented:youcouldseeatoheywerekeysmadefsolemroomsinpalaces，ordcasketsofsweet-smellingwoodthatedroyaltreasures.Butthekeywhiowputintothelockofthedandplainandmorerudelymade.Thelockwasstiffandforamahathewouldoturnit:butatlasthedidandthedopenwithasullencreak.

“Welefriends，”