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CHAPTER NINE THE GREAT MEETING ON STABLE HILL（第1页）

IINGONSTABLEHILL

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Ftimetheyotspeaknoreveear.ThentheUnipedthegroundwithhishoof，andshookhismane，andspoke.

“Sire，”

hesaid，“thereisnownoneedofsel.e'splanserthanwedreamedof.DoubtlesshehasbeenlorafficwithTheTisrodassoonashehadfoundtheliohimwordtomakereadyhisnavyforthetakingofCairParavelandallNarnia.NothingnowremainsforussevenbuttogobacktoStableHill，proclaimthetruth，aheadveAslansendsus.Andif，byagreatmarvel，wedefeatthosethirtyeneswhoaree，thentailewiththefargreaterhostofthemthatwillsoonmarCairParavel.”

Tiriaheturheandsaid:“istimefoheoyourownworld.Doubtlessyouhavedoyouweresenttodo.”

“B—butwe'vedohing，”

saidJillwhowasshivering，notwithfearexactlybutbecauseeverythingwassohorrible.

“Nay，”

saidtheKing，“youloosedmefrlidedbeforemelikeasnightintheuzzle:aace，killedyourman.Butyouaretooyoungtoshareinsuchabloodyehersmustmeettonightor，itmaybe，threedaysheyou—nay，Iandyou—toreturntoyourownplace.IshouldbeputtoshameifIletsugwarriorsfallinbattleonmyside.”

“No，no，no，”

saidJill（verywhitewhenshebeganspeakingandthensuddenlyveryredaeagain.）“Wewon't，Idon'tcarewhatyousay.We&#tosticktoyoupe>

&here'ssoworkedupaboutit，”

saidEustacewhohadstudsinhispockets（fhowveryoddthatlookswhenyamailshirt）.“Because，yousee，wehaven'ta'sthegoodoftalkingabback!How?We'vegotnomagigit!”

Thiswasverygoodsethemoment，JillhatedEustacefit.Hewasfondofbeingdreadfullymatter-of-faotexcited.

&iriahetwerse（unlessAslansuddehemaway），heogoacrosstheSouthernmountainsintoArdwheretheymightpossiblybesafe.Buttheydidn'tknowtheirwayandtherewasosendwiththem.Also，asPogginsaid，oheeneshadNarniatheywouldlytakeArdiweekorso:TheTisrochadalwayswaohavetheseriesforhisowadJillbeggedsohardthatTiriansaidtheyewithhimaheirce—or，ashemuchmoresensiblycalledit，“theadveAslahem”

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TheKing'sfirstideawasthattheyshouldnotgobacktoStableHill—theyweresickoftheverybynowtillafterdark.ButtheDwarftoldthemthatiftheyarrivedtherebydaylighttheywouldprobablyfindtheplacedeserted，exceptperhapsforaeheBeastswerefarthtetheApe（aoldthemaboutthisnewangryAslan—orTashlaextheywerecalledtogetherforthesehorriblemidings.Andenesarenevergoodwoodsmen.PogginthoughtthatevenbydaylighttheycouldeasilygetroundtosomewherebehiablewithoutbeihiswouldbemuchhardertodowhehadeabegtheBeaststogetherandalltheey.AhemeetiheycouldleavePuzzleatthebackofthestable，pletelyoutofsight，tillthemomentatwhichtheyroducehim.Thiswasobviouslyagoodthing:fortheiroogivetheNarniansasuddensurprise.

Everyohewholepartysetoffonah-West—towardthehatedHill.TheEaglesometimesflewtoandfroabovethem，sometimeshesatperPuzzle'sbae—heKiineed—woulddreamonaUni.

ThistimeJillaogether.Theyhadbeenfeelingverybravewhentheywerebeggingtobeallowedtoewiththeothers，butnowtheydidn'tfeelbraveatall.

“Pole，”

saidEustaawhisper.“ImayaswelltellyouI'vegotthewindup.”

“Ohyht，Scrubb，”

saidJill.“Youfight.ButI—I'mjustshaking，ifyouwanttokh.”

“Ohshaking'snothing，”

saidEustafeelingI'mgoingtobesick.”

“Don'ttalkaboutthat，foodness'sake，”

saidJill.

&oninsileniwo.