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The Lion, the Witch and the War-第12章

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one or two very mysterious nods。 then signalling to the children to stand  as close around it as they possibly could; so that their faces were actually tickled by its  whiskers; it added in a low whisper …  〃they say aslan is on the move … perhaps has already landed。”

and now a very curious thing happened。 none of the children knew who aslan  was any more than you do; but the moment the beaver had spoken these words everyone  felt quite different。 perhaps it has sometimes happened to you in a dream that someone  says something which you dont understand but in the dream it feels as if it had  some enormous meaning … either a terrifying one which turns the whole dream into  a nightmare or else a lovely meaning too lovely to put into words; which makes the  dream so beautiful that you remember it all your life and are always wishing you  could get into that dream again。 it was like that now。 at the name of aslan each one of the  children felt something jump in its inside。 edmund felt a sensation of mysterious horror。  peter felt suddenly brave and adventurous。 susan felt as if some delicious smell or  some delightful strain of music had just floated by her。 and lucy got the feeling you have  when you wake up in the morning and realize that it is the beginning of the holidays  or the beginning of summer。

〃and what about mr tumnus;〃 said lucy; 〃where is he?”

〃s…s…s…sh;〃 said the beaver; 〃not here。 i must bring you where we can have  a real talk and also dinner。”

no one except edmund felt any difficulty about trusting the beaver now; and  everyone; including edmund; was very glad to hear the word 〃dinner〃。

they therefore all hurried along behind their new friend who led them at a  surprisingly quick pace; and always in the thickest parts of the forest; for over an  hour。 everyone was feeling very tired and very hungry when suddenly the trees began to get  thinner in front of them and the ground to fall steeply downhill。 a minute later they came  out under the open sky (the sun was still shining) and found themselves looking down on a  fine sight。

they were standing on the edge of a steep; narrow valley at the bottom of  which ran … at least it would have been running if it hadnt been frozen … a fairly large  river。 just below them a dam had been built across this river; and when they saw it everyone  suddenly remembered that of course beavers are always making dams and felt quite  sure that mr beaver had made this one。 they also noticed that he now had a sort of  modest expression on his; face … the sort of look people have when you are visiting a garden  theyve made or reading a story theyve written。 so it was only mon politeness when  susan said; 〃what a lovely dam!〃 and mr beaver didnt say 〃hush〃 this time but 〃merely  a trifle!

merely a trifle! and it isnt really finished!”

above the dam there was what ought to have been a deep pool but was now; of  course; a level floor of dark green ice。 and below the dam; much lower down; was more  ice; but  

instead of being smooth this was all frozen into the foamy and wavy shapes  in which the water had been rushing along at the very moment when the frost came。 and  where the water had been trickling over and spurting through the dam there was now a  glittering wall of icicles; as if the side of the dam had been covered all over with  flowers and wreaths and festoons of the purest sugar。 and out in the middle; and partly  on top of the dam was a funny little house shaped rather like an enormous beehive and  from a hole in the roof smoke was going up; so that when you saw it {especially if you  were hungry) you at once thought of cooking and became hungrier than you were before。

that was what the others chiefly noticed; but edmund noticed something  else。 a little lower down the river there was another small river which came down another  small valley to join it。 and looking up that valley; edmund could see two small  hills; and he was almost sure they were the two hills which the white witch had pointed  out to him when he parted from her at the lamp…post that other day。 and then between  them; he thought; must be her palace; only a mile off or less。 and he thought about  turkish delight and about being a king (〃and i wonder how peter will like that?〃 he  asked himself) and horrible ideas came into his head。

〃here we are;〃 said mr beaver; 〃and it looks as if mrs beaver is expecting  us。 ill lead the way。 but be careful and dont slip。”

the top of the dam was wide enough to walk on; though not (for humans) a  very nice place to walk because it was covered with ice; and though the frozen pool  was level with it on one side; there was a nasty drop to the lower river on the other。  along this route mr beaver led them in single file right out to the middle where they could  look a long way up the river and a long way down it。 and when they had reached the middle  they were at the door of the house。

〃here we are; mrs beaver;〃 said mr beaver; 〃ive found them。 here are the  sons and daughters of adam and eve… and they all went in。

the first thing lucy noticed as she went in was a burring sound; and the  first thing she saw was a kindlooking old she…beaver sitting in the corner with a thread in  her mouth working busily at her sewing machine; and it was from it that the sound  came。 she stopped her work and got up as soon as the children came in。

〃so youve e at last!〃 she said; holding out both her wrinkled old paws。  〃at last! to think that ever i should live to see this day! the potatoes are on boiling  and the kettles singing and i daresay; mr beaver; youll get us some fish。”

〃that i will;〃 said mr beaver; and he went out of the house (peter went  with him); and across the ice of the deep pool to where he had a little hole in the ice  which he kept open every day with his hatchet。 they took a pail with them。 mr beaver sat down  quietly at the edge of the hole (he didnt seem to mind it being so chilly); looked hard  into it; then suddenly shot in his paw; and before you could say jack robinson had  whisked out a beautiful trout。 then he did it all over again until they had a fine catch  of fish。

meanwhile the girls were helping mrs beaver 
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