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CHAPTER NINE WHAT LUCY SAW（第1页）

ILUCYSAW

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SUSAwoboyswerebitterlytiredwithrowiheyrouheadlahefinalpullupGlasswateritself，andLucy'sheadathelonghoursofsunandtheglareorumpkihevoyagetobeover.Theseatoosteerhadbeenmadeformen，notDwarfs，areachthefloor-boards;andeveryoneknowshowunfortablethatisevees.Andastheyallgrewmoretired，theirspiritsfell.Uptillnowthehadohinkingofhowtogettoohattheywoulddowhentheyfoundhim，andhowahandfulofDwarfsandwoodlaurescoulddefeatanarmyofgro>

TwilightwasingonastheyrowedslowlyupthewindingsofGlasswaterCreek—atwilightwhiedasthebanksdrewcletherandthetreesbeganalmosttomeetoverhead.ItwasveryquietihesoundoftheseadiedawaybehiheyhearthetrickleofthelittlestreamsthatpoureddowintoGlass>

&ashoreatlast，fartootiredtoattemptlightingafire;andevenasupperofapples（thoughmostofthemfeltthattheyedtoseeanappleagaierthantryingtocatchorshootanythilesilentmungtheyallhuddleddowhemossaweenfebeechtrees.

EveryoLuttosleepatonce.Lugfarlesstired，foundithardtogetfortable.Also，shehadfottentillnowthatallDwarfsshatowaysofgetti，sosheopenedhereyes.

Throughagapinthebradbranchesshecouldjustseeapatchofwateriheskyaboveit.Then，withathrillofmemory，shesawagaihoseyears，thebrightNarnianstars.Shehadohembetterthaarsofourownworld，becauseasaQueeninNarniashehadgoobedmuchlaterthanasaEngland.Aheywere—atleast，threeofthesummerstellationscouldbeseenfromwhereshelay:theShip，theHammer，andtheLeopard.“DearoldLeopard，”

shemurmuredhappilytoherself.

&tingdrowsiershewasgettingmoreawake—withanodd，night-time，dreamishkindofwakefulheCreekwasgrhter.Shekhatthenmoonwasonit，thoughshe'tseethemoon.Aofeelthatthewholeforestwasingawakelikeherself.Hardlyknowi，shegotupquidwalkedalittledistanceawayfromtheirbivouac.

“Thisislovely，”

saidLucytoherself.Itwasdfresh，deliellswerefloatingeverywhere.

Somewhereclosebysheheardthetwitterofanightiosiopping，thenbeginningagain.Itwasalittlelighterahead.Shewentthtaoaplacewheretherewerefewertrees，aoonlight，butthemoonlightandtheshadowssomixedthatyoucouldhardlybesurewhereanythingas.Atthesamemomeiisfiedatlastwithhistuningup，burstintofullsong.

Lucy'seyesbegantogrowaedtothelight，ahetreesthatwerehermoredistinctly.AgreatlongingfortheolddayswhealkinNarniacameoverher.Sheklyhoweachofthesetreeswouldtalkifonlyshecouldwakethem，andwhatsortofhumanformitwouldputon.Shelookedatasilverbirch:itwouldhaveasoft，showeryvoidwouldlooklikeaslendergirl，withhairblownallaboutherfadfondofdang.Shelookedattheoak:hewouldbeawizeheartyoldmanwithafrizzledbeardandwartsonhisfads，andhairgrowingoutofthewarts.Shelookedatthebeederwhichshewasstanding.Ah!shewouldbethebestofall.Shewouldbeagraoothaheladyofthewood.

“Oh，Trees，Trees，Trees，”

saidLucy（thoughshehadendiall）.“Oh，Trees，ake.Don'tyourememberit?Don'tyourememberme?DryadsandHamadryads，etome.”

Thoughtherewashofwiirredabouther.Therustliheleaveswasalmostlikewords.Thenightioppedsingingasiftolistentoit.

Lucyfeltthatatashewouldbegiandwhatthetreesweretryingtosay.ButthemomentdidherustlihenightissohemoonlightthewoodlookedmaiLucyhadthefeeling（asyousometimeshavewheorememberaeandalmostgetit，butitvanishesbeforeyoureallydo）thatshehadjustmissedsomething:asifshehadspokereesasplitsedtoosoonorasplitsedtoolate，orusedalltherightwordsexe，orputihatwasjustwrong.

Quitesuddeofeeltired.Shewentbacktothebivouauggleddoweter，andies.

Itwasadcheerlesswakingforthemallm，withagraytwilightinthewood（forthesunhadrisehingdampanddirty.

“Apples，heigh-ho，”

saidTrumpkinwitharuefulgrin.“Imustsayyouakingsandqueensdon'toverfeedyourcourtiers!”

&oodupandshookthemselvesa.Thetreeswerethidtheycouldseehanafewyardsiion.

“IsupposeyourMajestiesknowthewayallright?”

saidtheD>

“Idon't，”

saidSusan.“I'vehesewoodsinmylifebefore.InfactIthoughtallaloohavegoheriver.”

&hinkyoumighthavesaidsoatthetime，”

ahpardonablesharpness.

“Oh，don'ttakeanynoticeofher，”

saidEdmund.“Shealwaysisawetbla.You'vegotthatpopassofyours，Peter，haven'tyou?Well，then，we&#htasrain.We'veonlygottokeepongoing—crossthatlittleriver，thewhat-do-you-call-it?—theRush—”

“Iknoeter.“TheojoinsthebigriverattheFordsofBeruna，orBeruna&#e，astheD.L.F.callsit.”

“That&#ht.Crossitandstrikeuphill，andwe'llbeattheStoable（Aslan'sHow，Imeaornineo'clock.IhopeKingwillgiveusagoodbreakfast!”

“Ihopeyht，”

saidSusan.“Iemberallthatatall.”

“That'sthewirls，”

saidEdmuheDwarf.“Theynevercarryamapintheirheads.”

“That'sbecauseourheadshavesomethihem，”