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CHAPTER TWELVE THROUGH THE STABLE DOOR（第2页）

eless，evenapartfromtheheehespears.TheeneswhohadbeenealmostfromthebeginninghadhadwasbecausetheyhadeintoNarwtobepeacefulmerdofcoursetheyhadospearsforaspearisnotathingyouhide.ThehaveeiertheApewasalreadystrongandtheyarly.Thespearsmadeallthedifferehalongspearyoukillaboarbeforeyouareinreachofhistusksandaunibeforeyouareinreachofhishorn;ifyouareveryquidkeepyourhead.AndnowthelevelledspearswereonTirianandhislastfrieetheywereallfightingfortheirlives.

Inawayitwasn'tquitesobadasyoumightthink.

Whenyeverymuscletothefull—duderaspear-pointhere，leapihere，lungingfback，wheelinground—youhaven'tmuchtimetofeeleitherfrightenedorsad.Tirianknewheothihersnow;theywerealldoomedtuelysawtheBodownononesideofhim，aingfuriouslyooftheerofoonlyjustsaw，abigenepullingJillawaysomewherebyherhair.Buthehardlythoughtaboutahings.Hisonlythoughtnowwastosellhislifeasdearlyashecould.Theworstofitwasthathe'tkeeptothepositioniarted，uerowhoisfightingadozeoakehisceswhereverhe;mustdartinwhereverheseesanenemy'sbreastuarded.Irokesthismaygetyouquiteadistahespan.Tiriansoonfouingfurtheraheright，hestable.Hehadavagueideainhismindthattherewassomegoodreasawayfromit.Buthe'tthereasonwas.Andanyway，he'thelpit.

Allatcamequiteclear.Hefoundhewasfightiarkaahebowasleftofit）wasstraightinfront.Hewasinfagintheverydoorwayofthestable，forithadbeewoeneswereholdingthedoor，readytoslamitshutthemomenthewasinside.Herememberedeverythingnow，ahattheenemyhadbeenedginghimtothestableonpurposeeversibegan.Ahinkiillfightiarkaanashardashecould.

AnewideatoTirian'shead.Hedroppedhissword，dartedforward，ihesweepoftheTarkaan'sscimitar，seizedhisehebeltwithbothhands，andjumpedbatothestable，shouting:“eiashyourself!”

Therewasadeafeningnoise.Asehadbeenfluhshookandtherewasablindinglight.

Theesidescreamed.“Tash，Tash!”

ahedoor.IfTashwaheirotain，Tashmusthavehim.They，atawaash.

ForamomentortwoTiriandidnotknoasoreveheeadiedhimself，blinked，andlookedaround.Itwasnotdarkiable，ashehadexpected.Hewasinstronglight:thatasblinking.

&olookatRishdaTarkaan，butRishdawasnotlookingathim.Rishdagaveagreatoihishandsbeforehisfadfellflat，fawards，ontheground.TiriahedirewheretheTarkaanhadpoiheood.

Aterriblefigurewas.Itwasfarsmallerthaheyhadseehoughstillmuchbiggerthanaman，anditwasthesame.Ithadavulture'sheadandfourarms.Itsbeakenanditseyesblazed.Agvoiceitsbeak.

“ThouhastcalledmeintoNarnia，RishdaTarkaan.HereIam.Whathastthoutosay?”

ButtheTarkaaedhisfathegroundnorsaidaword.Hewasshakinglikeaman.HewasbraveenoughihalfhiscehadlefthimearlierthatnightwhebegaheremightbearealTash.Therestofithadlefthimnow.

Withasuddenjerk-likeahenstoopingtopi—TashpouhemiserableRishdaandtuckedhimuheupperofhistwhtarms.ThenTashturnedhisheadsidewisetofixTiriaerribleeyes:forofcourse，havingabird'shead，he'tlookatyht.

Butimmediately，frombehindTash，strongandcalmasthesummersea，avoicesaid:“BegoakeyourlawfulpreytoyourowhenameofAslanandAslan'sgreatFathertheEmperor-over-the-Sea.”

ThehideouscreaturevaheTarkaanstillusarm.AndTiriaoseeoken.

Ahehisheartbeatingasithadeninanyfight.

SevenKingsaoodbeforehim，allwiththeirheadsandallihes，buttheKingsworefinemailaswellandhadtheirswordsdrawnintheirhands.TiriaeouslyandwasabouttospeakwheoftheQueearedhardatherfadthehamazement，forhekwasJill:butnotJillashehadlastseehherfacealldirtandtearsandanolddrilldresshalfslippingoffoneshoulder.Nowshelookeddfresh，asfreshasifshehadjustbathing.Andatfirsthethoughtshelookedolder，butthendidn't，andheevermakeuphismindonthatpoint.AtheyouheKiace:buthealsowasgedasJill>

Tiriaawkwardaboutongthesepeoplewiththebloodanddustaofabattlestilloherealizedthathewasnotinthatstateatall.HewasfreshanddddressedinsuchclothesashewouldhavewreatfeastatCairParavel.（ButinNarniayoodclotheswereneveryourunfortableoheykomakethingsthatfeltbeautifulaswellaslookiifulinNarnia:andtherewasnosugasstarobefoundfromohetrytotheother.）

“Sire，”

saidJillingforwardandmakiifulcurtsey，“letmemakeyoukheHighKingsinNarnia.”

TirianhadoaskwhichwastheHighKing，forherememberedhisface（thoughhereitwasfarnobler）fromhisdream.Hesteppedforward，sankononekneeaer'shand.

“HighKing，”

hesaid.“Youarewele.”

AndtheHighKingraisedhimandkissedhimonbothcheeksasaHighKingshould.TheotheeldestoftheQueens—buteveold，andtherewerenograyhairsonherheadandnowrinklesonherdsaid，“Sir，thisisthatLadyPollywhotoNarDay，whenAslareesgrowaalk.”

Hebroughthimoamanwhosegoldenbeardflowedoverhisbreastandwhosefacewasfullofwisdom.“Andthis，”

hesaid，“istheLoryithheronthatday.AndthisismybrEdmund:andthismysister，theQueenLucy.”

“Sir，”

saidTirian，whenhehadgreetedallthese.“IfIhavereadtheiclearight，thereshouldbeanother.HasnotyourMajestytwosisters?WhereisQueenSusan?”

“MysisterSusaershravely，“isnolongerafriendofNarnia.”

“Yes，”

saidEustadwheneveryou&#ethertoeandtalkaboutNarniaordoanythingaboutNarnia，shesays，'Whatwonderfulmemoriesyouhave!Fancyyourstillthinkingaboutallthosefunnygamesweusedtoplayere.'”

“OhSusan!”

saidJill.“She'sihingnylonsandlipstivitations.Shealwayswasajollysighttookeenonbeinggrown-up.”

“Grown-up，indeed，”

saidtheLadyPolly.“Iup.Shewastedallhersewantiheagesheisnow，andshe'llwastealltherestofherlifetryingtostaythatage.Herwholeideaistoratothesilliesttimeofone'slifeasquickasshedthenstasshe.”

“Well，don'tlet'stalkaboutthatnoeter.“Look!Herearelovelyfruit-trees.Letustastethem.”

Ahefirsttime，Tiriahimandrealizedhowveryqueerthisadventure