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CHAPTER FOUR SHASTA FALLS IN WITH THE NARNIANS（第2页）

ShastaretendiwasreallyBree，ayaguidinghimbylittlehhisurandbegangoingupasteephill.Itwasmuchfresheraer，fortheroadwasborderedbytreesandtherewerehousesoside;oheylookedoutovertheroofsofhousesiownandcouldseesometheriver.Theroundahairpiheirrightanduedrising.TheytotheterofTashbaan.Sooofistatuesofthegodsandheroesofelyimpressiveratherthaolookat—roseonshials.Palmtreesandpillaredarcadescastshadowsovertheburs.AndthroughthearchedgatealaceShastacaughtsightofgreenbranches，tains，andsmoothlawns.Itmustbeniside，hethought.

&urnShastahopedtheyweregettingoutofthecrowd，buttheyhismadetheirprogressveryslow，andeverynowaheyhadtostopaltogether.Thisusuallyhappenedbecausealoudvoiceshoutedout“ay，fortheTarkaan”

，or“fortheTarkheena”

，or“forthefifteenthVizier”

，“orfortheAmbassador”

，andeveryohecrowdwouldcrushbastthewalls;aheirheadsShastawouldsometimesseethegreatlordorladyforwhomallthefusswasbeingmade，lollinguponalitterwhichfourorevensixgiganticslavestheirbareshoulders.ForinTashbaanthereisorafficregulation，whichisthateveryonewhoislessimportanthastogetoutofthewayforeveryonewhoismoreimportant;unlessyouwantaawhiporpunthebuttendofaspear.

Itleveryhecity（theTisroc'spalacewastheonlythithemostdisastrousofthesestoppagesoccurred.

“ay!”

camethevoice.“WayfortheWhiteBarbarianKioftheTisroc（mayheliveforever）!WayfortheNarnianlords.”

Shastatriedtogetoutofthewayandtobaohorse，alkingHorsefromNarnia，backseasily.Andawomanwithaveryedgybasketinherhands，whowasjustbehindShasta，pushedthebaskethardagainsthisshoulders，andsaid，“Nowthen!Whoareyoushoving!”

AndthensomeoledhimfromthesideandintheofthemomeholdofBree.Ahewholecrowdbehindhimbecamesostiffenedahatheoveatall.Sohefouentionally，irowandhadafiofthepartythatwasingdow.

Itwasquiteuherpartytheyhadseenthatday.Thecrierwhoweing“astheonlye.Andtherewasnolitter;everyonewasonfoot.TherewereabouthalfadozenmenandShastahadneverseehembefore.Foroheywereallasfair-skinnedashimself，andmostofthemhadfairhair.Adressedlikemenofostofthemhadlegsbaretothekunicswereoffi，hardycolors—wayyellow，orfreshblue.Iurbaeelorsilvereofthemsetwithjewels，atlewingsoneachsideofit.Afewwerebare-headed.Theswordsattheirsideswerelongandstraight，notcurvedlikeears.Andinsteadofbeieriouslikemosteheyiheirarmsandshouldersfree，anddlaughed.Onewaswhistling.Youcouldseethattheywerereadytobefriendswithanyonewhowasfriendlyanddidn'tgiveafigforanyonewhowasn't.Shastathoughthehadhingsolovelyinhislife.

Buttherewasoenjoyitforatonceareallydreadfulthiheleaderofthefair-headedmeedatShasta，criedout，“Thereheis!There'sourrunaway!”

andseizedhimbytheshoulder.hegaveShastaasmaotaakeyoucrybutasharpoyouknradadded，shaking:

“Shameonyou，mylord!Fieforshame!QueenSusan'seyesareredwithweepingbecauseofyou.What!Truantforawholenight!Wherehaveyoubeen?”

ShastawouldhavedartedunderBree'sbodyaomakehimselfsthecrowdifhehadhadtheleastce;butthefair-hairedmenwereallroundhimbynowandhewasheldfirm.

OfcoursehisfirstimpulsewastosaythatheoorArsheeshthefisherman'ssonandthatthefnlordmusthavemistakenhimforsomeohehiodointhatcrowdedplacelaininghathewasdoiedonthat，hewouldsoonbeaskedwherehehadgothishorsefrom，andwhoAraviswas—andtheoaingthroughTashbaaimpulsewastolookatBreeforhelp.ButBreehadioingalltheowthathecouldtalk，andstoodlookingjustasstupidasahorse.AsforAravis，Shastadidolookatherforfearattention.Aimetothink，fortheleaderoftheNarnianssaidatonce:

“Takeoneofhislittlelordship'shands，Peridan，ofyourcourtesy，andI'lltaketheother.Andnow，on.Ourroyalsister'smilyeasedwhensheseesscapegra.”

Aheywerehalf-waythroughTashbaan，alltheirplanswereruined，andwithouteveosaygood-byetotheothersShastafoundhimselfbeingmarersaoguesswhatmightbegoingtohappeheNarnianKing—forShastabegahewaytherestspoketohimthathemustbeakionaskiions;wherehehadbeeout，whathehaddohhisclothes，anddidn'theknowthathehadbeey.Onlytheki“naught”

insteadofnaughty.

AndShastasaidnothinginanswer，becausehe'tthinkofanythingtosaythatwouldnotbedangerous.

“What!Allmum?”

askedtheking.“Imustplainlytellyou，prihishangdogsilenesoneofyourbloodevehescapeitself.Torunaassforaboy'sfroliespiritinit.Buttheking'ssonofArdshouldavouchhisdeed;nothanghisheadlikeaeneslave.”

Thiswasveryu，forShastafeltallthetimethatthisyoungkingwastheverykindofgrown-upandwouldhavelikedtomakeagoodimpressiononhim.

&rangersledhim-heldtightlybybothhands-alonganarrowstreetanddownaflightofshallowstairsahertoahiteotall，darkcypresstrees，oneoneachsideofit.hthearch，Shastafoundhimselfinacourtyardwhichwasalsoagarden.Amarblebasieriertuallyrippliaietreesgrewrounditoutofsmoothgrass，andthefourhidedthelawnwerecoveredwithgroses.Theandgofthestreetsseemedsuddenlyfadaidlyacrossthegardeoadarkdoorway.Thecrierremaiside.Afterthattheytookhimalongacorridor，wherethestonefloorfeltbeautifullycooltohishotfeet，aairs.Amomentlaterhefoundhimselfblinkiofabig，airyroomwithwideopenwindows，alllookingNorthsothatnosuhereetonthefloormorewonderfullycoloredthananythinghehadeverseenasankdownintoitasifheweretreadinginthickmoss.Allrouhereithrisoheroomseemedtobefullofpeople;veryqueerpeoplesomeofthem，thoughtShasta.Buthehadhinkofthatbeforethemostbeautifulladyhehadeverseenrosefromherpladthrewherarmsroundhimandkissedhim，saying:

“Oh，，howcouldyou?AndthouandIsuchclosefriehymotherdied.AndwhatshouldIhavesaidtothyroyalfatherifIewithoutthee?WouldhavebeeofwarbetweenArdandNarniawhicharefrieofmind.Itlaymate，verynaughtoftheetouseusso.”

“Apparently，”

thoughtShastatohimself，“I'mbeingmistakenforaprinceofArd，whereverthatis.AbetheNarnians.Iwoherealis?”

Butthesethoughtsdidnothelphimsayanythingoutloud.

&been，?”

saidthelady，herhandsstillonShasta'sshoulders.

“I—Idon'tknow，”

stammeredShasta.