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CHAPTER EIGHT HOW THEY LEFT THE ISLAND（第4页）

“，yourMajesty，ifyouloveme，”

saidtheD>

“Verywell，”

saidEdmund.“MayIsayourD.L.F.?”

“Oh，Edmund，”

saidSusan.“Don'tkeeponathimlikethat.”

“That'sallright，lass—ImeanyourMajesty，”

saidTrumpkinwithachuckle.“Ajibewon'traiseablister.”

（AheyofteheD.L.F.tillthey'dalmottenwhatitmeant.）

“AsIwassaying，”

uedEdmund，“wegothatway.Whyshouldn'twerowalittlesouthtillweetoGlasswaterdrowupit?ThatbringsusupbehindtheHilloftheStoable，andwe'llbesafewhilewe'reatsea.IfwestartatonbeattheheadofGlasswaterbefetafewhours'sleep，ahprettyearlytomorrow.”

“Whatathingitistok，”

saidTrumpkin.“NoneofusknowanythingaboutGlass>

“Whataboutfood?”

askedSusan.

“Oh，we'llhavetodoles，”

saidLucy.“Dolet'sgeton.We'vedohi，andwe'vebee>

“Andanyway，noone'sgoiforafishbasketagain，”

saidEdmund.

Theyusedosasakindofbagandputagoodma.Thentheyallhadagoodlongdrinkatthewell（fortheywouldmeetnomorefreshwatertilltheylaheheadofthedwentdowheweresorrytoleaveCairParavel，whiinruiofeellikehomeagain.

“TheD.L.F.hadbettersteer，”

saidPeter，“andEdandIwilltakeanoareach.Halfamoment，though.We'dbettertakeoffourmail:we&#tobeprettywarmbeforewe'redohegirlshadbetterbeinthebowsandshoutdirestotheD.L.F.becausehedoesn'tknowtheway.You'dbettergetusafairwayouttoseatillwe'vepassedtheisland.”

Andsoonthegreeoftheislandwasfallihem，anditslittlebaysandheadlandswerebeginningtolookflatter，awasrisingandfallileswell.Theseabeganteraroundthemaadtheboatitwasgreenandbubbly.Everythiandtherewasheswishiheclop-clopainstthesidesandthesplashoftheoarsaiherowlocks.Thesu.

ItwasdelightfulforLudSusaninthebows，beheedgeandtryiheirhandsiheyeverquitereaostlypure，palesandbutatchesofpurpleseaweed，couldbeseehem.

“It'slikeoldtimes，”

saidLuberetoTerebinthia—andGalma—andSeveheLoneIslands?”

“Yes，”

saidSusan，“aheSplendourHyaliheswan'sheadatherprowandthecarvedswan'swingsingbackalmosttoher>

“Andthesilkensails，aernlanterns?”

“Ahepoopandthemusis.”

“Doyourememberwhehemusisupintheriggingplayiitsoundedlikemusicoutofthesky?”

&lySusantookoverEdmund'soarandhecameforwardtojoinLucy.Theyhadpassedtheislandnowandstoodtotheshore—allwoodedaheywouldhavethoughtitveryprettyiftheyhadhetimeenandbreezyandfullofmerryfriends.

&hisisprettygruellingeter.

“'tIrowforabit?”

saidLucy.

“Theforyou，”

saidPetershortly，notbecausehewascrossbutbecausehehadosparef.