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CHAPTER SEVEN MAINLY ABOUT DWARFS（第1页）

CHAPTERSEVENMAINLYABOUTDWARFS

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&woeheheadofthetheytookfreatlordages，cametoahaltaheirspearsinsalute.

“OMyMaster，”

saidohem，“weleadthesemanikinstoentoworkiheTisroc，may-he-live-forever.”

“BythegreatgodTash，theyareveryobedient，”

saidTirian.Theurhemselves.Aboutoneinsixofthemcarriedatordbythatfliglighthecouldseetheirbeardedfacesalllookingathimwithgrimanddoggedexpressions.“HasTheTisrocfoughtagreatbattle，Dwarfs，andqueredyourland?”

heasked，“thatthusyougopatientlytodieisofPugrahan?”

&wlaredathimiheDwarfsallanswered，“Aslan'sorders，Aslan'sorders.He'ssoldus.Whatwedoagainsthim?”

“Tisrodeed!”

addedo.“I'dliketoseehimtryit!”

“Silence，dogs!”

saidthechiefsoldier.

“Look!”

saidTirian，pullingPuzzleforwardi.“Ithasallbeenalie.AslanhasoNarniaatall.YouhavebeeheApe.Thisisthethioutofthestabletoshowyou.Lookatit.”

WhattheDthattheycouldseeitclose，waslyenoughtomakethemwoheyhadeverbeehelion-skinhadgotprettyuntidyalreadyduringPuzzle'simprisohestableandithadbeenknockedcrhisjhthedarkwood.Mostofitonohehead，besidesbeingpushedsideways，hadsomehowgotveryfarbacksothatanyoneowseehissilly，gentle，donkeyishfagoutofit.Somegrassstuckoutofoneouth，forhe'dbeendoingalittlequietnibblihimaloering，“Itwasn'tmyfault，I'mnotclever.IneversaidI>

ForonesedalltheDwarfsuzzlewithwideopenmouthsandthehesoldierssaidsharply，“Areyoumad，MyMaster?Whatareyoudoingtotheslaves?”

ahersaid，“Andwhoareyou?”

heirspearswasatthesalutenonandreadyfora.

&hepassword，”

saidthechiefsoldier.

“Thisismypassword，”

saidtheKingashedrewhissword.“Thelightisdawning，theliebroken.Nowguardthee，misTirianofNarnia.”

Heflewuponthechiefshtace，whohaddraheheKingdrawhis，rushedattheotherone:hisfaceale，butIwouldn'tblamehimforthat.Aheluckthatbegiimesdohave.HefotallthatTiriaeachhimthatafternoon，slashedwildly（indeedI'mnotsurehiseyesweren'tshut）andsuddenlyfound，tohisorise，thattheehisfeet.Andthoughthatwasagreatrelief，itwas，atthemomeening.TheKing'sfightlastedaseder:theoohadkilledhismanaace，“'Waretheothertwo.”

ButtheDwarfshadsettledthetweherewas.

&ruck，Eustace!”

criedTirian，ghimonthebaow，Dwarfs，youarefree.TomorrowIwillleadyoutofreeallNarnia.ThreecheersforAslan!”

Buttheresultwhichfollolywretched.TherewasafeebleattemptfromafewDwarfs（aboutfive）whichdiedawayallatonseveralothersthereweresulkygrowls.Manysaidnothingatall.

“Don'ttheyuand?”

saidJillimpatiently.“What&#withallyouDwarfs?Don'tyouhearwhattheKingsays?It'sallover.TheApeisn'tgoingtoruleNarniaanylonger.Everyonegobacktoordinarylife.Youhavefunagaiyouglad?”

Afterapauseofnearlyami-very-nigDwarfwithhairandbeardasblackassootsaid:“Andwhomightyoube，Missie?”

“I'mJill，”

shesaid.“ThesameJillwhoresgRiliamentandthisisEustacewhodidittoo—andwe'veebaanotherworldafterhundredsofyears.Aslaus.”

TheDwarfsalllookedatohgrins;sneeringgrins，notmerryones.