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[Novel] 《能言马与男孩》

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能言马与男孩：CHAPTER TEN THE HERMIT OF THE SOUTHERN

AFTER they had ridden for several hours down the valley, it widened out and they could see what was ahead of them. The river which they had been following here joined a broader river, wide and turbulent, which flowed from their left to their right, towards the east. Beyond this new river a delightful country rose gently in low hills, ridge beyond ridge, to the Northern Mountains themselves. To the right there were rocky pinnacles, one or two of them with snow clinging to the ledges. To the left, pine-clad slopes, frowning cliffs, narrow gorges, and blue peaks stretched away as far as the eye could reach. He could no longer make out Mount Pire. Straight ahead the mountain range sank to a wooded saddle which of course must be the pass from Archenland into Narnia.

"Broo-hoo-hoo, the North, the green North!" neighed Bree: and certainly the lower hills looked greener and fresher than anything that Aravis and Shasta, with their southern-bred eyes, had ever imagined. Spirits rose as they clattered down to the water's-meet of the two rivers.

The eastern-flowing river, which was pouring from the higher mountains at the western end of the range, was far too swift and too broken with rapids for them to think of swimming it; but after some casting about, up and down the bank, they found a place shallow enough to wade. The roar and clatter of water, the great swirl against the horses' fetlocks, the cool, stirring air and the darting dragon-flies, filled Shasta with a strange excitement.

"Friends, we are in Archenland!" said Bree proudly as he splashed and churned his way out on the Northern bank. "I think that river we've just crossed is called the Winding Arrow."

"I hope we're in time," murmured Hwin.

Then they began going up, slowly and zigzagging a good deal, for the hills were steep. It was all open park-like country with no roads or houses in sight. Scattered trees, never thick enough to be a forest, were everywhere. Shasta, who had lived all his life in an almost tree-less grassland, had never seen so many or so many kinds. If you had been there you would probably have known (he didn't) that he was seeing oaks, beeches, silver birches, rowans, and sweet chestnuts. Rabbits scurried away in every direction as they advanced, and presently they saw a whole herd of fallow deer making off among the trees.

"Isn't it simply glorious!" said Aravis.

At the first ridge Shasta turned in the saddle and looked back. There was no sign of Tashbaan; the desert, unbroken except by the narrow green crack which they had travelled down, spread to the horizon.

"Hullo!" he said suddenly. "What's that!"

"What's what?" said Bree, turning round. Hwin and Aravis did the same.

"That," said Shasta, pointing. "It looks like smoke. Is it a fire?"

"Sand-storm, I should say," said Bree.

"Not much wind to raise it," said Aravis.

"Oh!" exclaimed Hwin. "Look! There are things flashing in it. Look! They're helmets - and armour. And it's moving: moving this way."

"By Tash!" said Aravis. "It's the army. It's Rabadash."

"Oh course it is," said Hwin. "Just what I was afraid of. Quick! We must get to Anvard before it." And without another word she whisked round and began galloping North. Bree tossed his head and did the same.

"Come on, Bree, come on," yelled Aravis over her shoulder.

The race was very gruelling for the Horses. As they topped each ridge they found another valley and another ridge beyond it; and though they knew they were going in more or less the right direction, no one knew how far it was to Anvard. From the top of the second ridge Shasta looked back again. Instead of a dust-cloud well out in the desert he now saw a black, moving mass, rather like ants, on the far bank of the Winding Arrow. They were doubtless looking for a ford.

"They're on the river!" he yelled wildly.

"Quick! Quick!" shouted Aravis. "We might as well not have come at all if we don't reach Anvard in time. Gallop, Bree, gallop. Remember you're a war-horse."

It was all Shasta could do to prevent himself from shouting out similar instructions; but he thought, "The poor chap's doing all he can already," and held his tongue. And certainly both Horses were doing, if not all they could, all they thought they could; which is not quite the same thing. Bree had caught up with Hwin and they thundered side by side over the turf. It didn't look as if Hwin could possibly keep it up much longer.

At that moment everyone's feelings were completely altered by a sound from behind. It was not the sound they had been expecting to hear - the noise of hoofs and jingling armour, mixed, perhaps, with Calormene battle-cries. Yet Shasta knew it at once. It was the same snarling roar he had heard that moonlit night when they first met Aravis and Hwin. Bree knew it too. His eyes gleamed red and his ears lay flat back on his skull. And Bree now discovered that he had not really been going as fast - not quite as fast - as he could. Shasta felt the change at once. Now they were really going all out. In a few seconds they were well ahead of Hwin.

"It's not fair," thought Shasta. "I did think we'd be safe from lions here!"

He looked over his shoulder. Everything was only too clear. A huge tawny creature, its body low to the ground, like a cat streaking across the lawn to a tree when a strange dog has got into the garden, was behind them. And it was nearer every second and half second.

He looked forward again and saw something which he did not take in, or even think about. Their way was barred by a smooth green wall about ten feet high. In the middle of that wall there was a gate, open. In the middle of the gateway stood a tall man dressed, down to his bare feet, in a robe coloured like autumn leaves, leaning on a straight staff. His beard fell almost to his knees.

Shasta saw all this in a glance and looked back again. The lion had almost got Hwin now. It was making snaps at her hind legs, and there was no hope now in her foamflecked, wide-eyed face.

"Stop," bellowed Shasta in Bree's ear. "Must go back. Must help!"

Bree always said afterwards that he never heard, or never understood this; and as he was in general a very truthful horse we must accept his word.

Shasta slipped his feet out of the stirrups, slid both his legs over the left side, hesitated for one hideous hundredth of a second, and jumped. It hurt horribly and nearly winded him; but before he knew how it hurt him he was staggering back to help Aravis. He had never done anything like this in his life before and hardly knew why he was doing it now.

One of the most terrible noises in the world, a horse's scream, broke from Hwin's lips. Aravis was stooping low over Hwin's neck and seemed to be trying to draw her sword. And now all three - Aravis, Hwin, and the lion were almost on top of Shasta. Before they reached him the lion rose on its hind legs, larger than you would have believed a lion could be, and jabbed at Aravis with its right paw. Shasta could see all the terrible claws extended. Aravis screamed and reeled in the saddle. The lion was tearing her shoulders. Shasta, half mad with horror, managed to lurch towards the brute. He had no weapon, not even a stick or a stone. He shouted out, idiotically, at the lion as one would at a dog. "Go home! Go home!" For a fraction of a second he was staring right into its wideopened, raging mouth. Then, to his utter astonishment, the lion, still on its hind legs, checked itself suddenly, turned head over heels, picked itself up, and rushed away.

Shasta did not for a moment suppose it had gone for good. He turned and raced for the gate in the green wall which, now for the first time, he remembered seeing. Hwin, stumbling and nearly fainting, was just entering the gate: Aravis still kept her seat but her back was covered with blood.

"Come in, my daughter, come in," the robed and bearded man was saying, and then "Come in, my son" as Shasta panted up to him. He heard the gate closed behind him; and the bearded stranger was already helping Aravis off her horse.

They were in a wide and perfectly circular enclosure, protected by a high wall of green turf. A pool of perfectly still water, so full that the water was almost exactly level with the ground, lay before him. At one end of the pool, completely overshadowing it with its branches, there grew the hugest and most beautiful tree that Shasta had ever seen. Beyond the pool was a little low house of stone roofed with deep and ancient thatch. There was a sound of bleating and over at the far side of the enclosure there were some goats. The level ground was completely covered with the finest grass.

"Are - are - are you," panted Shasta. "Are you King Lune of Archenland?"

The old man shook his head. "No," he replied in a quiet voice, "I am the Hermit of the Southern March. And now, my son, waste no time on questions, but obey. This damsel is wounded. Your horses are spent. Rabadash is at this moment finding a ford over the Winding Arrow. If you run now, without a moment's rest, you will still be in time to warn King Lune."

Shasta's heart fainted at these words for he felt he had no strength left. And he writhed inside at what seemed the cruelty and unfairness of the demand. He had not yet learned that if you do one good deed your reward usually is to be set to do another and harder and better one. But all he said out loud was:

"Where is the King?"

The Hermit turned and pointed with his staff. "Look," he said. "There is another gate, right opposite to the one you entered by. Open it and go straight ahead: always straight ahead, over level or steep, over smooth or rough, over dry or wet. I know by my art that you will find King Lune straight ahead. But run, run: always run."

Shasta nodded his head, ran to the northern gate and disappeared beyond it. Then the Hermit took Aravis, whom he had all this time been supporting with his left arm, and half led, half carried her into the house. After a long time he came out again.

"Now, cousins," he said to the Horses. "It is your turn."

Without waiting for an answer - and indeed they were too exhausted to speak - he took the bridles and saddles off both of them. Then he rubbed them both down, so well that a groom in a King's stable could not have done it better.

"There, cousins," he said, "dismiss it all from your minds and be comforted. Here is water and there is grass. You shall have a hot mash when I have milked my other cousins, the goats."

"Sir," said Hwin, finding her voice at last, "will the Tarkheena live? Has the lion killed her?"

"I who know many present things by my art," replied the Hermit with a smile, "have yet little knowledge of things future. Therefore I do not know whether any man or woman or beast in the whole world will be alive when the sun sets tonight. But be of good hope. The damsel is likely to live as long as any of her age."

When Aravis came to herself she found that she was lying on her face on a low bed of extraordinary softness in a cool, bare room with walls of undressed stone. She couldn't understand why she had been laid on her face; but when she tried to turn and felt the hot, burning pains all over her back, she remembered, and realized why. She couldn't understand what delightfully springy stuff the bed was made of, because it was made of heather (which is the best bedding) and heather was a thing she had never seen or heard of.

The door opened and the Hermit entered, carrying a large wooden bowl in his hand. After carefully setting this down, he came to the bedside, and asked:

"How do you find yourself, my daughter?"

"My back is very sore, father," said Aravis, "but there is nothing else wrong with me."

He knelt beside her, laid his hand on her forehead, and felt her pulse.

"There is no fever," he said. "You will do well. Indeed there is no reason why you should not get up tomorrow. But now, drink this."

He fetched the wooden bowl and held it to her lips. Aravis couldn't help making a face when she tasted it, for goats' milk is rather a shock when you are not used to it. But she was very thirsty and managed to drink it all and felt better when she had finished.

"Now, my daughter, you may sleep when you wish," said the Hermit. "For your wounds are washed and dressed and though they smart they are no more serious than if they had been the cuts of a whip. It must have been a very strange lion; for instead-of catching you out of the saddle and getting his teeth into you, he has only drawn his claws across your back. Ten scratches: sore, but not deep or dangerous."

"I say!" said Aravis. "I have had luck."

"Daughter," said the Hermit, "I have now lived a hundred and nine winters in this world and have never yet met any such thing as Luck. Them is something about all this that I do not understand: but if ever we need to know it, you may be sure that we shall."

"And what about Rabadash and his two hundred horse?" asked Aravis.

"They will not pass this way, I think," said the Hermit. "They must have found a ford by now well to the east of us. From there they will try to ride straight to Anvard."

"Poor Shasta!" said Aravis. "Has he far to go? Will he get there first?"

"There is good hope of it," said the old man.

Aravis lay down again (on her side this time) and said, "Have I been asleep for a long time? It seems to be getting dark."

The Hermit was looking out of the only window, which faced north. "This is not the darkness of night," he said presently. "The clouds are falling down from Stormness Head. Our foul weather always comes from there in these parts. There will be thick fog tonight."

Next day, except for her sore back, Aravis felt so well that after breakfast (which was porridge and cream) the Hermit said she could get up. And of course she at once went out to speak to the Horses. The weather had changed and the whole of that green enclosure was filled, like a great green cup, with sunlight. It was a very peaceful place, lonely and quiet.

Hwin at once trotted across to Aravis and gave her a horse-kiss.

"But where's Bree?" said Aravis when each had asked after the other's health and sleep.

"Over there," said Hwin, pointing with her nose to the far side of the circle. "And I wish you'd come and talk to him. There's something wrong, I can't get a word out of him."

They strolled across and found Bree lying with his face towards the wall, and though he must have heard them coming, he never turned his head or spoke a word.

"Good morning, Bree," said Aravis. "How are you this morning?"

Bree muttered something that no one could hear.

"The Hermit says that Shasta probably got to King Lune in time," continued Aravis, "so it looks as if all our troubles are over. Narnia, at last, Bree!"

"I shall never see Narnia," said Bree in a low voice.

"Aren't you well, Bree dear?" said Aravis.

Bree turned round at last, his face mournful as only a horse's can be.

"I shall go back to Calormen," he said.

"What?" said Aravis. "Back to slavery!"

"Yes," said Bree. "Slavery is all I'm fit for. How can I ever show my face among the free Horses of Narnia? - I who left a mare and a girl and a boy to be eaten by lions while I galloped all I could to save my own wretched skin!"

"We all ran as hard as we could," said Hwin.

"Shasta didn't!" snorted Bree. "At least he ran in the right direction: ran back. And that is what shames me most of all. I, who called myself a war-horse and boasted of a hundred fights, to be beaten by a little human boy - a child, a mere foal, who had never held a sword nor had any good nurture or example in his life!"

"I know," said Aravis. "I felt just the same. Shasta was marvellous. I'm just as bad as you, Bree. I've been snubbing him and looking down on him ever since you met us and now he turns out to be the best of us all. But I think it would be better to stay and say we're sorry than to go back to Calormen."

"It's all very well for you," said Bree. "You haven't disgraced yourself. But I've lost everything."

"My good Horse," said the Hermit, who had approached them unnoticed because his bare feet made so little noise on that sweet, dewy grass. "My good Horse, you've lost nothing but your self-conceit. No, no, cousin. Don't put back your ears and shake your mane at me. If you are really so humbled as you sounded a minute ago, you must learn to listen to sense. You're not quite the great Horse you had come to think, from living among poor dumb horses. Of course you were braver and cleverer than them. You could hardly help being that. It doesn't follow that you'll be anyone very special in Narnia. But as long as you know you're nobody special, you'll be a very decent sort of Horse, on the whole, and taking one thing with another. And now, if you and my other four-footed cousin will come round to the kitchen door we'll see about the other half of that mash."

10、南征隐士

他们在山谷里骑马驰骋了几个钟头之后，山谷豁然开阔，他们看得见前边的景物了。他们沿着它一路走过来的那条河流，在这儿跟一条更宽阔的汹涌大河相汇合，大河从他们的左边流向右边，往东奔腾而去。这新的大河后面，绵亘着一个美丽宜人的国度，山丘逐渐增高，山脊外还有山脊，直连接到北方群山。右边有几个塔状尖岩，其中两三个的突出部分还积着雪。左边是松树密布的山坡，颦眉蹙额的峭壁，狭窄的山谷，蔚蓝的山峰，一直伸展到极目可见之处。他们再也认不出皮尔峰了。在笔直的正前方，山脉凹了下去，形成一个林木森然的马鞍，这地方必定是由阿钦兰进入纳尼亚的关隘。

“布罗——嗬嗬，北方，绿色的北方。”布里嘶呜道。阿拉维斯和沙斯塔的眼睛都是在南方培养起来的，所以低矮小山显得比他们生平所想像的任何东西都更加苍翠、更加鲜嫩了。当他们哗啦哗啦走到两条河的交汇处时，他们来劲了。

向东流去的大河是从西端的高山上倾泻而下的，奔腾得太快，被湍滩打断之处太多，他们不敢游过去，在岸上来来回回几番焦急地寻找，终于找到一个浅浅的可以涉水而过的地方。哗啦哗啦的水声，冲在马蹄茸毛上的旋涡，清凉、动荡的空气，飞来飞去的蜻蜓，都使沙斯塔心里充满了新奇的激动之情。

“朋友们，咱们进入阿钦兰了！”布里溅泼着水、摇摇晃晃爬上北岸时，自豪地说道，”我想我们刚才渡过的河流叫做旋箭河。”

“我希望我们及时赶到了。”赫温喃喃说道。

于是他们开始攀登而上，走得很慢，曲曲折折，因为小山很陡。这是空旷的、公园似的乡野，看不见道路和房子。疏疏朗朗的树木到处都是，可总是没有密集到蔚然成林的。沙斯塔一向住在一个几乎没有树木的草原上，从未看见过这么多的树，这么多各种各样的树，如果你也在那儿，你就可能知道(他可不知道)，他正瞧见橡树、山毛棒、白桦、花楸、栗子树哩。他们前进时，野兔向四面八方乱窜，不久他们又看见一大群黄棕色黄占鹿从林木之间逃逸而去。

“这真是美丽极了！”阿拉维斯说。

走到第一个山脊上，沙斯塔在马鞍上转过身来回头望去，塔什班城已经无影无踪了；茫茫大沙漠一直绵延到天边上，惟一隔断沙漠的，就是刚才他们走过来的那狭狭的一道苍翠裂痕而已。

“喂！”他突然说道，”那是什么呀?”

“什么?”布里说道，它转过身来瞧瞧。赫温和阿拉维斯同样转过身来。

“那个，”沙斯塔用手指点着，说道，”它看上去像一团烟。是一场大火吗?”

“据我看来，是沙暴。”布里说。

“风不大，扬不起沙暴。”阿拉维斯说。

“啊！”赫温叫道，”瞧！其中有东西在闪闪发光。瞧！是钢盔——盔甲。而且它在运动向这边运动。”

“塔什神啊！”阿拉维斯说道，”这是军队。这是拉巴达什。”

“当然是拉巴达什的军队，”赫温说，”这正是我所担心的事。快！我们必须比军队先赶到安瓦德。”赫温二话不说，转过身来，开始向北驰骋。布里晃晃脑袋，同样向北奔驰而去。

“赶上来吧，布里，赶上来吧。”阿拉维斯回头叫唤道。

对马儿来说，这是一场极度紧张的竞赛。它们到每个山脊的顶上时，总是发现前面还有山谷或山脊，虽然它们知道自己走的是大致正确的方向，却不知道离安瓦德还有多远。沙斯塔在第二个山脊上回头望去，现在看到的不是从大沙漠里冒起来的一股尘烟，而是一团黑魁魁的东西，倒有点儿像蚂蚁，正在叫做”盘旋的箭”的河岸上蠕动。毫无疑问，他们是在寻找可以涉水而过的地方。

“他们到河边上了！”他疯狂地叫喊道。

“快！快！”阿拉维斯大声喊道，”如果我们不是及时赶到安瓦德，我们就等于压根儿没有来。快跑，布里，快跑。记住了，你是战马埃”

沙斯塔能做的，只有克制自己，不要叫出类似的指示，他心里想”这可怜的家伙已经把它所有的力气都使出来了。”但他没有说出口来。而这两匹马儿，如果不是竭尽全力，也都自以为竭尽全力了——这两者可不是一回事。布里已经追上赫温，它们并驾齐驱地隆隆驰过草根土。看来赫温不可能这样坚持多久了。

就在这关键时刻，大家的感觉都被背后的吼声完全改变了。这不是他们意料中的声音——马蹄嘚嘚声和盔甲丁当声，或者还夹杂着卡乐门人挑战的呐喊声。然而沙斯塔立刻听出来这是什么声音了。他们在月明之夜第一次遇见阿拉维斯和赫温时，听到的是同样的咆哮声。布里也立刻明白了。它的眼睛发亮，它的两个耳往后平贴在脑袋上。布里这时才发现，它并未确确实实地尽最大的力量快跑——跑得并不太快。现在可真的使足劲儿飞跑了。不出几秒钟，它就超过赫温好多了。

“真是不顺利，”沙斯塔心中想道，”我还认为这儿比较安全、远离狮子哩！”

他转过头去瞧瞧。一切看得分明极了。一头黄褐色的大型动物，躯体低垂及地，正尾随在他们的后面，仿佛一只陌生的狗闯进花园时，一只猫飞跑过草地要蹿到树上去的模样。眨眼之间，那动物愈逼愈近了。

他向前看看，瞧到了他没注意甚至没想到的事情。他们前进的道路被一道十英尺高的平整的绿色墙垣挡住了。墙垣的中间有个大门，洞开着。门里站着一个身材高大的人，赤脚穿一件秋叶色长袍，身子斜靠在一根笔直的手杖上。他的胡须很长，几乎下垂到膝头。

沙斯塔一眼便看到了这一切，他重新回过头去望。狮子现在几乎要抓住赫温了。狮子正在向赫温的后腿扑呀扑的，此刻赫温汗迹斑斑、两眼圆睁的脸上已经露出绝望的神色。

“停步，”沙斯塔在布里的耳朵边大声叫嚷，”必须回去。必须救命去！”

布里事后老是说它从来没有听到这话，或是从来没有听懂这话；一般说来，它是匹十分忠实的马儿，我们必须相信它的话。

沙斯塔从马镫里抽出两只脚，犹豫了可怕的百分之一秒钟，便从左边跳下马来。他受了重伤，几乎闪了腰，但他还没弄明白受了什么伤，便蹒跚着走回去拯救阿拉维斯了。他生平从未做过类似的事，现在也不知道他为什么要这样做。

世界上最最可怕的声音，一匹马儿的哀鸣，从赫温的嘴里迸发出来了。阿拉维斯正俯下身来伏在赫温的脖子上，似乎企图拔出刀来。如今她们三个——阿拉维斯、赫温和狮子，几乎就在沙斯塔的头顶之上。她们尚未靠近他，那狮子便用后腿站了起来(它躯体之巨大，你简直没法儿相信)，伸出前腿的右爪，猛扑阿拉维斯。沙斯塔看得见那伸开来的所有爪子。阿拉维斯尖声叫喊，在马鞍上摇摇晃晃。狮子在扯她的肩膀。沙斯塔惊惶得半疯半癫，设法向那野兽扑过去。他没有武器，连一根木棒或一块石头也没有。他傻瓜似的向狮子大喊，仿佛人们冲狗儿叫喊一样。”回家去！回家去！”在一秒钟不到的时间里，他瞪眼望着那张得大大的、凶猛的狮子嘴巴。接着，却使他诧异之至，那仍旧用后腿站着的狮子，突然克制自己，变得俯首贴地了，它随即抬起身子，迅速跑掉了。

沙斯塔一时间还认为狮子不是真的跑掉了。他转过身来，向那绿色墙垣跑去，现在他是第一次记起他见过那墙垣。赫温，脚步蹒跚，快要昏过去了，刚进入大门；阿拉维斯仍旧坐在马鞍子上，但她的背上全是血。

“进来吧，我的女儿，进来吧。”穿袍子的长须老人说道。当沙斯塔上气不接下气地向他跑去时，他又说”进来吧，我的儿子。”沙斯塔听见他背后大门关上了，长须陌生人已经在帮助阿拉维斯下马。

他们是在一个宽大的圆形围场里，四周有一道草皮叠成的绿色高墙保护。他们的面前是一浊十分平静的池水，水面几乎同地面齐平。池水的另一头，生长着沙斯塔从未见过的、最大最美丽的树木，枝繁叶茂，遮蔽着池水。池塘后面是一间低矮的小石头房子，茅草屋顶又厚又陈旧。还传来咩咩的羊鸣声，有些山羊在围场远远的一边。平坦的地面上铺满了鲜美的青草。

“你是——”沙斯塔气喘吁吁地问道，”你是阿钦兰的伦恩国王吗？”

老人摇摇头。”不，”他答道，声音轻轻的，”我是南征隐士。听着，我的儿子，别浪费时间打听了，照我的话办吧。这位小姐受伤了。你们的马筋疲力尽了。拉巴达什此刻在旋箭河上已经找到了可以涉水而过的地点。如果你现在就飞跑而去，一刻也不休息，你将仍旧来得及向伦恩国王报警。”

沙斯塔听到这话心凉了半截，因为他觉得他的力气已经用尽了，一点也不剩了。他内心苦恼，觉得对他的要求似乎太冷酷、太不公平了。他还没有懂得如果你做了一桩好事情，给你的报酬往往是叫你去干另一桩更艰难更高尚的事情。但沙斯塔只是大声问道:

“国王在哪儿？”

隐士转过身去，用他的手杖一指。”瞧，”他说，”还有一个门，正对着你们进来的这个大门。打开那个门，笔直往前走去。始终笔直往前走去，经过平坦的或是陡峭的地方，经过干燥或潮湿的地方。我凭我的法术推算得出你笔直往前走去，就会找到伦恩国王。可是你要飞跑，飞跑，始终飞跑。”

沙斯塔点点头，向北边的那个门跑去，在门外消失了。

隐士一直用左臂支撑着阿拉维斯，这时他就半搀半拉地把她送进了石屋。好久以后，他又从石屋里出来了。

“哦，伙计们，”他对马儿说道，”现在轮到你们了。”

也不等它们回答——事实上它们已疲乏得话都说不出来了——他就从它们身上卸下马勒和马鞍，用力按摩两匹

马儿的全身，即使是国王御厩里的侍从也不会按摩得那么好。

“听着，伙计们，”他说，”把这一切都忘了吧，宽宽心吧。这儿是水，那儿是青草。等我给我其他的伙计们——山羊们——挤过奶，你们就有热饲料可吃了。”

“先生，”赫温说道，它终于缓过气来了，”泰克希娜生命不危险吧?狮子杀了她吗?“

“我凭我的法术知道许多当前的事情，”隐士微微一笑，答道，”对于未来的事情，我还无从知道。今夜太阳落山时整个世界上任何男子、妇女或牲口是否会活下去，我可不知道。但是，你要抱有希望。小姐可能寿很长，可以终其天年。”

阿拉维斯苏醒过来时，发觉她正俯卧在一张特别柔软的床上，房间内什么陈设也没有，石头墙也是未经雕琢的、粗糙的。她不明白为什么安排她俯卧；但当她要想翻身而感觉到整个背部灼热发烫、十分疼痛时，她记起来了，明白了非得俯卧不可的缘故。她不明白这床是用什么舒适而有弹性的材料做的，因为这床是用石南荒原草(最好的垫褥)做成的，而她从未见过或听说过这种草。

门打开了，隐士进来了，手里拿着一只大木碗。小心翼翼地把碗放下后，他来到床边，问道:

“我的女儿，你自己觉得怎样？”

“父亲，我的背上很痛，”阿拉维斯说道，”但没有其他的毛玻”

他跪在床边，把手按在她的额上，还给她号脉。

“没有发烧，”他说，”你就会痊愈的。事实上，明儿个你就该起床了。但是现在要喝这个。”

他拿起木碗，送到她的唇边。她喝下去时不由得做了个鬼脸，因为羊奶还没有喝惯时总是叫人害怕的。她很口渴，设法把那碗羊奶都喝下去了，喝完时，觉得好多了。

“听着，女儿，你想睡时不妨睡睡，”隐士说道，”因为你的伤口洗过了，敷了药，包裹好了，伤口虽然疼痛，可不比鞭打后的伤痕严重。这必定是一头十分奇怪的狮子，它并没有用牙齿咬到你的肉里，把你从马鞍子上叼下来，只是用爪子在你背上挠了一下。十道伤痕，痛，可是不深，不危险。”

“嗨！”阿拉维斯说，”我运气好！”

“女儿啊，”隐士说道，”我在这个世界上活了一百零九个春秋了，可从来不曾碰到过什么类似运气的东西。在这一切里，有些东西我不理解，但如果我们确实需要弄明白的话，你不妨深信不疑，我们一定会弄明白的。”

“拉巴达什和他的二百人马情况怎么样了呢?”阿拉维斯问道。

“他们不会走这条路，我想。”隐士说，”此刻他们必定已经找到一个可以涉水而过的地方，远在我们的东边儿。他们将试图从那儿直奔安瓦德。”

“可怜的沙斯塔！”阿拉维斯说道，”他得跑很远的路吧?他会先到达安瓦德吗?”

“大有希望。”老人说道。

阿拉维斯重新躺下(这回是侧卧了)，她说”我睡了好长时间吗?天色好像在暗下来了。”

隐士从那惟一的窗子——朝北的窗子——望出去。”这不是夜间的黑暗，”他立刻说道，”云霾是从暴风雨峰汹涌而下的，我们这些个地方的恶劣天气都是从那儿发端的。今夜将有浓重的大雾了。”

第二天，除了背上疼痛外，阿拉维斯觉得身体很好，所以，早餐(吃的是粥和奶油)以后，隐士说她可以起床了。当然啰，她立刻就去和两匹马儿说话。天气转晴，整个围场像只苍翠的巨大杯子，里面盛满了阳光。这是个十分安宁的地方，寂寞而又宁静。

赫温立刻小跑着过来，给了她一个马儿的接吻。

互相问候过健康和睡得好不好后，阿拉维斯说道”可布里在哪儿呢?”

“在那一边。”赫温说，用它的鼻子指点着圆圆另一边，”我希望你来跟它说说话；它有点儿闹情绪，我没法从它嘴里挤出一言半语来。”

她们慢步走过去，发现布里面壁躺着，虽然它明明听见她们来了，却根本不回过头来或说句话儿。

“早晨好，布里，”阿拉维斯说，”今天早晨你身体可好?”

布里喃喃而语，可谁也听不清楚。

“隐士说，沙斯塔可能及时赶到了国王伦恩那儿，”阿拉维斯继续说道，”所以，看来咱们的一切困难都解决了。终于要到纳尼亚去了，布里！”

“我将永远见不到纳尼亚了。”布里用低沉的声音说道。

“你身体不好吗，我亲爱的布里？'阿拉维斯说。

布里终于转过身来，它一脸哀痛的神色，只有马儿才能这样。

“我要回卡乐门去。”它说。

“什么?”阿拉维斯说道，”回去做奴隶吗?”

“是的，”布里说，”我只配做奴隶。我有何面目去见纳尼亚的自由的马儿啊?我，丢下一匹母马，一个女孩，一个男孩，让他们去被狮子吃掉，自己却为了活命，使出浑身力气逃跑了！”

“我们大家都是拼命飞跑的埃”赫温说。

“沙斯塔没有逃跑！”布里喷着鼻息，”至少他是按照正确的方向飞跑的他跑回去了。这是最使我感到羞愧的了。我，自称是一匹战马，夸口身经百战，却被一个乳臭小儿比下去了——一个孩子，不过是一头驹子，生平从没有拿过剑，也没有受过任何良好的教育或见过任何典范？”

“我明白，”阿拉维斯说，”我有同样的感想。沙斯塔是了不得的。我同你一样的糟糕，布里。自从你们遇到我们以来，我一直怠慢他，瞧不起他，如今他可一变而为我们之中最出色的人了。但我认为。还是待下来表示歉意，要比回到卡乐门去好得多。”

“这办法对你是挺好的，”布里说，”你没有给自己丢脸。

“我却把什么都丢光了。”

“我的好马儿，”隐士说道，大家没有察觉他的悄悄到来，因为他的光脚板踏在清香的沾露青草上是没有什么声音的，”我的好马儿，你除了自命不凡，没有丢失什么东西。不，不，我的老伙计。别对我把耳朵向后贴去，也别抖动你的崇毛。如果你确实像你一分钟以前所说的那样谦虚，那么你就应该听听理智的声音。你一直生活在可怜的哑巴马儿中间，便自以为是了不得的马儿；其实不然。当然，你比它们要勇敢、聪明些。你是不由自主地成了比它们高明的马儿的。但这种情况不能引伸为你将在纳尼亚成为什么特别出类拔萃的马儿。然而，只要你认识到你并不是出类拔萃的，那么，总的看来，你就基本上属于一种挺不错的马儿。现在，如果你和我的另一位四足老伙计愿意绕到厨房门口去，我们就将瞧瞧另外半份饲料了。”

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能言马与男孩：CHAPTER ELEVEN THE UNWELCOME FELLOW
11、不受欢迎的同路人

WHEN Shasta went through the gate he found a slope of grass and a little heather running up before him to some trees. He had nothing to think about now and no plans to make: he had only to run, and that was quite enough. His limbs were shaking, a terrible stitch was beginning in his side, and the sweat that kept dropping into his eyes blinded them and made them smart. He was unsteady on his feet too, and more than once he nearly turned his ankle on a loose stone.

沙斯塔穿过门，但见面前一个青草妻萎的山坡，还有些石南往上蔓延到一些树木附近。如今他没有什么事情要考虑的，没有什么计划要制定的，他只要飞跑就是了；飞跑也够他受的。他的四肢战战兢兢，两肋开始剧痛，汗珠不断地滚进眼睛里，弄得两眼疼痛而又模糊不清。他的脚步也不稳了，不止一次，他的脚踝骨撞在零乱的石头上。

The trees were thicker now than they had yet been and in the more open spaces there was bracken. The sun had gone in without making it any cooler. It had become one of those hot, grey days when there seem to be twice as many flies as usual. Shasta's face was covered with them; he didn't even try to shake them off - he had too much else to do.

现在树木比刚才浓密了，更多的空地里长着欧洲膜。太阳已经落山，可并没使这个地方凉快些，却使它变得炎热而暗淡，苍蝇也比平常多了一倍。沙斯塔的脸上爬满了苍蝇，他甚至并不设法驱逐它们——他要干的其他事情实在太多了。

Suddenly he heard a horn - not a great throbbing horn like the horns of Tashbaan but a merry call, Ti-ro-to-to-ho! Next moment he came out into a wide glade and found himself in a crowd of people.

突然，他听到了号角的声音——不是像塔什班城那种震撼人心的响亮的号角，而是一种欢乐的呼唤，蒂——罗——托托——霍！不久他就走进一片宽阔的林间空地，发觉自己置身一大群人中间了。:

At least, it looked a crowd to him. In reality there were about fifteen or twenty of them, all gentlemen in green huntingdress, with their horses; some in the saddle and some standing by their horses' heads. In the centre someone was holding the stirrup for a man to mount. And the man he was holding it for was the jolliest, fat, applecheeked, twinkling eyed King you could imagine.

至少在他看来是一大群人。事实上，他们有十五个或二十个人光景，都是穿着绿色猎装的绅士，带着马儿，有的坐在马鞍子上，有的站在马儿脑袋边。在这群人的中央，有人拉着马镫以便另一个人跨上马去。那位人家侍候他上马的人，你可以想像得出，就是最最兴高采烈的、肥胖的、生着苹果脸和闪烁眼睛的国王。

As soon as Shasta came in sight this King forgot all about mounting his horse. He spread out his arms to Shasta, his face lit up, and he cried out in a great, deep voice that seemed to come from the bottom of his chest:

沙斯塔一走进国王的视野之内，国王就把上马的事情完全忘了。他向沙斯塔伸出双臂，脸上容光焕发，用那仿佛来自胸腔深处的洪亮而深沉的声音叫了出来。

"Corin! My son! And on foot, and in rags! What-"

“科林l我的儿子！而且步行，衣衫槛楼！什么——”

"No," panted Shasta, shaking his head. "Not Prince Corin. I - I - know I'm like him... saw his Highness in Tashbaan... sent his greetings."

“不，”沙斯塔摇晃着脑袋，气喘吁吁地说道，”不是科林王子。我——我——知道我长得跟他很像……我在塔什班看到过王子殿下……我带来王子的问候。”

The King was staring at Shasta with an extraordinary expression on his face.

国王目不转睛地瞧着沙斯塔，脸上露出异于寻常的神情。

"Are you K-King Lune?" gasped Shasta. And then, without waiting for an answer, "Lord King - fly - Anvard shut the gates - enemies upon you - Rabadash and two hundred horse."

“你是国——国王伦恩吗?”沙斯塔喘息着说道，也不等对方回答，便继续说下去了，”国王隆下——快跑——安瓦德——关上城门——敌人扑过来了——拉巴达什和二百人马。”

"Have you assurance of this, boy?" asked one of the other gentlemen.

“孩子，你这话靠得住吗?”另一位绅士问道。

"My own eyes," said Shasta. "I've seen them. Raced them all the way from Tashbaan."

“我亲眼目睹的，”沙斯塔说，”我看到了他们。我从塔什班城一路上和他们赛跑过来的。”

"On foot?" said the gentleman, raising his eyebrows a little.

“徒步行走吗?”那绅士稍稍掀了一下眉毛，说道。

Horses-with the Hermit," said Shasta.

“骑马——马儿在隐士家里。”沙斯塔说。

"Question him no more; Darrin," said King Lune. "I see truth in his face. We must ride for it, gentlemen. A spare horse there, for the boy. You can ride fast, friend?"

“别再问了，达兰，”国王伦恩说，”我从他脸上看到了真情实况。绅士们，我们必须快马加鞭。给这孩子匹备用的马。朋友，你能骑马快跑吗?”

For answer Shasta put his foot in the stirrup of the horse which had been led towards him and a moment later he was in the saddle. He had done it a hundred times with Bree in the last few weeks, and his mounting was very different now from what it had been on that first night when Bree had said that he climbed up a horse as if he were climbing a haystack.

马牵过来了。作为回答，沙斯塔把脚踏在马镫上，很快就坐到马鞍上了。在最近几个星期里，他由布里引导着，已经跨上马背一百多次了，他第一夜爬上马背时布里说他简直像爬上一个干草堆，现在的情况可大不相同了。

He was pleased to hear the Lord Darrin say to the King, "The boy has a true horseman's seat, Sire. I'll warrant there's noble blood in him."

他很高兴地听到达兰爵士对国王说道”这孩子骑马的姿势有真正的骑士风度，陛下。我保证他身上有贵族血统。”

"His blood, aye, there's the point," said the King. And he stared hard at Shasta again with that curious expression, almost a hungry expression, in his steady, grey eyes.

“他的血统，是呀，这就是关键。”国王说。他重新曰不转睛地瞧着沙斯塔，沉着的灰色眼睛里露出一种探询的神色，一种几乎如饥似渴的神色。

But by now -the whole party was moving off at a brisk canter. Shasta's seat was excellent but he was sadly puzzled what to do with his reins, for he had never touched the reins while he was on Bree's back. But he looked very carefully out of the corners of his eyes to see what the others were doing (as some of us have done at parties when we weren't quite sure which knife or fork we were meant to use) and tried to get his fingers right. But he didn't dare to try really directing the horse; he trusted it would follow the rest. The horse was of course an ordinary horse, not a Talking Horse; but it had quite wits enough to realize that the strange boy on its back had no whip and no spurs and was not really master of the situation. That was why Shasta soon found himself at the tail end of the procession.

但现在这一群绅士以轻快的慢跑统统行动起来了。沙斯塔坐的马鞍子极好，但他苦恼地不知道怎样运用缰绳，因为他骑在布里背上时是从来不去碰那缰绳的。但他小心翼翼地从眼角里瞧着别人的动作(就像我们有些人在宴会上对于该用刀或叉没多大把握时那样)，竭力使自己的手指姿势正确。但他不敢真的利用缰绳去指挥马儿，他深信马儿会跟着其余的人马行动。这马儿当然是一匹普普通通的马儿，不是一匹会说人话的马儿；但它的智慧也足以认识到：这个骑在它背上的陌生孩子，既没有鞭子，又没有马刺，并非真正控制局面的主人。这就是为什么沙斯塔不久便发现自己落在整个队伍末尾的缘故。

Even so, he was going pretty fast. There were no flies now and the air in his face was delicious. He had got his breath back too. And his errand had succeeded. For the first time since the arrival at Tashbaan (how long ago it seemed!) he was beginning to enjoy himself.

即使如此，他跑得还挺快。现在没有苍蝇了，拂面的空气是清新的。他也恢复正常的呼吸了，而且他报信的使命已经完成。自从到达塔什班城以来(仿佛已经是很久很久以前的事情了！)，他第一次感到自得其乐。

He looked up to see how much nearer the mountain tops had come. To his disappointment he could not see them at all: only a vague greyness, rolling down towards them. He had never been in mountain country before and was surprised. "It's a cloud," he said to himself, "a cloud coming down. I see. Up here in the hills one is really in the sky. I shall see what the inside of a cloud is like. What fun! I've often wondered." Far away on his left and a little behind him, the sun was getting ready to set.

他抬头仰望，瞧瞧已经离山顶多近了。使他失望的是，他压根儿看不到山顶，但见一大片模糊的灰色向他倾泻而下。以前他从未在山野待过，眼前的景色使他诧异。”这是一大片云，”他跟自己说道，”一片正在下降的云。待在这儿群山之中，人确实是在天空中了。我就要看到云里边是怎么样的了。多有趣！我曾时常想弄个明白。”在他左边的远方，稍稍在他背后一点儿的地方，太阳开始落山了。

They had come to a rough kind of road by now and were making very good speed. But Shasta's horse was still the last of the lot. Once or twice when the road made a bend (there was now continuous forest on each side of it) he lost sight of the others for a second or two.

现在他们来到崎岖的道路上，正在加快驰骋的速度。但沙斯塔的马儿仍旧落在最后。有一两次，逢到大路转弯时(现在大路两旁都是绵延不断的森林了)，有那么一两秒钟，他望不见前边的人马。

Then they plunged into the fog, or else the fog rolled over them. The world became grey. Shasta had not realized how cold and wet the inside of a cloud would be; nor how dark. The grey turned to black with alarming speed.

接着他们进入了大雾，或者说大雾滚滚，把他们吞没了。世界变成灰蒙蒙的。沙斯塔不曾认识到处在云雾之中竟会这么寒冷、这么潮湿，也不知道竟会那么黑暗。灰色以惊人的速度变成黑色了。

Someone at the head of the column winded the horn every now and then, and each time the sound came from a little farther off. He couldn't see any of the others now, but of course he'd be able to as soon as he got round the next bend. But when he rounded it he still couldn't see them. In fact he could see nothing at all. His horse was walking now. "Get on, Horse, get on," said Shasta. Then came the horn, very faint. Bree had always told him that he must keep his heels well turned out, and Shasta had got the idea that something very terrible would happen if he dug his heels into a horse's sides. This seemed to him an occasion for trying it. "Look here, Horse," he said, "if you don't buck up, do you know what I'll do? I'll dig my heels into you. I really will." The horse, however, took no notice of this threat. So Shasta settled himself firmly in the saddle, gripped with his knees, clenched his teeth, and punched both the horse's sides with his heels as hard as he could.

纵队的前头有人不时吹响号角，每次号角声传来时，都比上一次远了一点儿。现在他没法儿看到别的人马，但只要他再转过弯去，他就立刻可以看到他们。但当他转过弯来时，却仍旧看不见他们。事实上，他压根儿什么也看不见。现在他的马儿是在散步了。”赶上去，马儿，赶上去。”沙斯塔说。然后传来了号角声，可是十分轻微。布里总是嘱咐他，必须使脚跟朝着外边儿，沙斯塔由此养成一种概念如果他让脚跟戳到马儿的两胁上，就会发生可怕的事情。他觉得此刻倒可以试试。”听着，马儿，”他说，”如果你再不快跑，你可知道我要干什么?我要用脚跟戳到你的两胁里。我真的干得出来的。”然而，这马儿不理睬他的威胁。所以，沙斯塔便稳稳地坐牢在马鞍子上，牙齿咬紧，双膝夹紧，尽力用两个脚跟狠狠刺马儿的两胁。

The only result was that the horse broke into a kind of pretence of a trot for five or six paces and then subsided into a walk again. And now it was quite dark and they seemed to have given up blowing that horn. The only sound was a steady drip-drip from the branches of the trees.

惟一的效果是，那马儿爆发出一阵装模作样的小跑，才跑了五六步，又变成慢步了。现在天色已十分黑暗，他们似乎已经不再吹响号角了。惟一的声音是不断从树木的枝碰上往下滴水之声。

"Well, I suppose even a walk will get us somewhere sometime," said Shasta to himself. "I only hope I shan't run into Rabadash and his people."

“哦，我想、哪怕它步行也会走到某个地方吧，”沙斯塔跟他自己说道，”我只是希望我不要碰到拉巴达什和他的人马。

He went on for what seemed a long time, always at a walking pace. He began to hate that horse, and he was also beginning to feel very hungry.

他继续走了仿佛很长的时间，走的始终是那种慢步。他开始憎恨那马儿，也开始感觉十分饥饿。

Presently he came to a place where the road divided into two. He was just wondering which led to Anvard when he was startled by a noise from behind him. It was the noise of trotting horses. "Rabadash!" thought Shasta. He had no way of guessing which road Rabadash would take. "But if I take one," said Shasta to himself, "he may take the other: and if I stay at the cross-roads I'm sure to be caught." He dismounted and led his horse as quickly as he could along the right-hand road.

不久他来到了一个岔路口。他正在琢磨哪一条路是通向安瓦德的，这时他背后一阵声音使他吃了惊。原来是马儿奔腾的声音。”拉巴达什！”少斯塔心中想道。他没法儿猜测拉巴达什会走哪条路。”但如果我走这一条，”沙斯塔跟自己说道，”他说不定会走那一条，如果我待在这岔路口，我一定会被他们逮住的。”他下了马，尽最大力量赶紧牵着马儿沿右边那条路走去。

The sound of the cavalry grew rapidly nearer and in a minute or two Shasta realized that they were at the crossroads. He held his breath, waiting to see which way they would take.

骑兵的声音迅速地愈来愈近，一两分钟之内沙斯塔便觉察到他们已经在岔路口了。他屏息静气，等着看他们走哪条路。

There came a low word of command "Halt!" then a moment of horsey noises - nostrils blowing, hoofs pawing, bits being champed, necks being patted. Then a voice spoke.

传来一声低沉的命令”停止前进！”——接下来的片刻之间，都是马儿的声音——马鼻子里喷着鼻息，马蹄刨着地面，吧眩吧啦地咬着马嚼子，以及被轻轻拍着的马脖子等。然后，有个声音讲话了。

"Attend, all of you," it said. "We are now within a furlong of the castle. Remember your orders. Once we are in Narnia, as we should be by sunrise, you are to kill as little as possible. On this venture you are to regard every drop of Narnian blood as more precious than a gallon of your own. On this venture, I say. The gods will send us a happier hour and then you must leave nothing alive between Cair Paravel and the Western Waste. But we are not yet in Narnia. Here in Archenland it is another thing. In the assault on this castle of King Lune's, nothing matters but speed. Show your mettle. It must be mine within an hour. And if it is, I give it all to you. I reserve no booty for myself. Kill me every barbarian male within its walls, down to the child that was born yesterday, and everything else is yours to divide as you please - the women, the gold, the jewels, the weapons, and the wine. The man that I see hanging back when we come to the gates shall be burned alive. In the name of Tash the irresistible, the inexorable forward!"

“你们大家注意啦，”这声音说道，”我们现在离城堡不到八分之一英里了。牢牢记住命令。一旦我们进入纳尼亚国境(应该在太阳出来时到达)，你们要尽可能少杀人。在此番冒险行动中，你们要把每一滴纳尼亚人的血看得比你们自己的每一加仑血还要重要。我说的是在此番冒险行动中。天神会赐给我好时辰的，那时你们在凯尔帕拉维尔和西部沙漠之间就不必留下任何活的东西了。但你们现在还没有进入纳尼亚境内。在这儿阿钦兰境内那就是另外一回事了。在攻击伦恩国王的城堡时，最要紧的是速度，其他都无足轻重。拿出你们的勇气来。必须在一个钟头之内把它拿下来。如果你们占领了它，我把一切都给你们。我什么战利品也不留给自己。替我把城墙里每一个野蛮的男子，直到昨天刚生的孩子，统统杀掉，其余的一切也归你们，你们高兴怎样分享就怎样分享——包括女人、金子、珠宝、武器和美酒。进到城门口而退缩的人，我要把他活活烧死。以不可抗拒、不可阻挡的塔什神的名义——前进！”

With a great cloppitty-clop the column began to move, and Shasta breathed again. They had taken the other road.

蹄声嘚嘚复嘚嘚，骑兵纵队开始移动了，沙斯塔缓过一口气来。他们走上了另一条大路。

Shasta thought they took a long time going past, for though he had been talking and thinking about "two hundred horse" all day, he had not realized how many they really were. But at last the sound died away and once more he was alone amid the drip-drip from the trees.

沙斯塔认为骑兵纵队花了好长时间才开过去，尽管他整天讲着、想着”二百人马”，他可并未确悉他们究竟有多少人马。最后，骑兵纵队的声音终于消失了，他再次独自听着树木枝头滴水的声音。

He now knew the way to Anvard but of course he could not now go there: that would only mean running into the arms of Rabadash's troopers. "What on earth am I to do?" said Shasta to himself. But he remounted his horse and continued along the road he had chosen, in the faint hope of finding some cottage where he might ask for shelter and a meal. He had thought, of course, of going back to Aravis and Bree and Hwin at the hermitage, but he couldn't because by now he had not the least idea of the direction.

现在他知道到安瓦德去的路了，但他此刻当然不能到那儿去，去的话只不过是意味着撞到拉巴达什军队的刀剑上去。”我究竟该干什么呢?”沙斯塔跟他自己说。他重新跨上了马，沿着他选定的道路继续前进，心里抱着微薄的希望，但愿能找到一间茅屋，在那儿求个栖身之所，弄到一顿饭吃。当然，他曾想回到隐士住处同阿拉维斯、布里、赫温相会，可是他办不到，因为如今他压根儿弄不清方向了。

"After all," said Shasta, "this road is bound to get to somewhere."

“这条路，”沙斯塔想，”终归是要通往某个地方的。”

But that all depends on what you mean by somewhere. The road kept on getting to somewhere in the sense that it got to more and more trees, all dark and dripping, and to colder and colder air. And strange, icy winds kept blowing the mist past him though they never blew it away. If he had been used to mountain country he would have realized that this meant he was now very high up - perhaps right at the top of the pass. But Shasta knew nothing about mountains.

但那完全在于你所说的某个地方是什么意思。道路不断地向某个地方延伸，一路上树木愈来愈多，而且全都是黑沉沉的，滴滴答答地滴着水珠，空气愈来愈凛冽，奇怪而冰冷的风不断地把事睛从他身旁吹过，却从不把雾霭吹散掉。如果他习惯于山野风光的话，他就会明白，这意味着他现在攀登得很高了——也许正好在那关隘的顶上。但沙斯塔对山岭一无所知。

"I do think," said Shasta, "that I must be the most unfortunate boy that ever lived in the whole world. Everything goes right for everyone except me. Those Narnian lords and ladies got safe away from Tashbaan; I was left behind. Aravis and Bree and Hwin are all as snug as anything with that old Hermit: of course I was the one who was sent on. King Lune and his people must have got safely into the castle and shut the gates long before Rabadash arrived, but I get left out."

“我确实认为，”沙斯塔说，”我必定是活在世界上的最最不幸的孩子了。除了我，人人都是万事如意。那些纳尼亚王公和小姐都安全离开了塔什班城，我却被留在后面。阿拉维斯、布里、赫温跟老隐士在一起，要多舒适就有多舒适：当然只派我出来奔波。伦恩国王和他的随从必定已经安全进入城堡，早在拉巴达什到达之前把城门关上了，唯独我被丢在外边了。”

And being very tired and having nothing inside him, he felt so sorry for himself that the tears rolled down his cheeks.

他身体十分疲倦，肚子里又空空如也，他为自己感到十分伤心，泪珠流过面颊滚下来了。

What put a stop to all this was a sudden fright. Shasta discovered that someone or somebody was walking beside him. It was pitch dark and he could see nothing. And the Thing (or Person) was going so quietly that he could hardly hear any footfalls. What he could hear was breathing. His invisible companion seemed to breathe on a very large scale, and Shasta got the impression that it was a very large creature. And he had come to notice this breathing so gradually that he had really no idea how long it had been there. It was a horrible shock.

结束这一切伤感的时候一种突如其来的惶恐。沙斯塔发现有个人或动物正在他身边行走。周围漆黑一团，他什么也看不见。而这个动物（或人）行路那么安静，他听不见什么脚步声。他听得见的是呼吸的声音。他的隐身同伴的呼吸似乎规模很大，沙斯塔得到的印象是：它是个庞然大物。他是逐渐注意到这种呼吸声的，因而他确实不知道它已经存在多久了。这是个可怕的震惊。

It darted into his mind that he had heard long ago that there were giants in these Northern countries. He bit his lip in terror. But now that he really had something to cry about, he stopped crying.

他脑子里忽然想起：很久以前他就听说过，北方各国有巨人。他惶恐地咬着嘴唇。如今他确实有事情要号啕大哭，他倒停止哭泣了。

The Thing (unless it was a Person) went on beside him so very quietly that Shasta began to hope he had only imagined it. But just as he was becoming quite sure of it, there suddenly came a deep, rich sigh out of the darkness beside him. That couldn't be imagination! Anyway, he had felt the hot breath of that sigh on his chilly left hand.

那个庞然大物（除非它是个人）继续在他身边走着，可是十分文静，因而沙斯塔开始希望这只不过是他的幻觉罢了。但正当他变得确信是幻觉时，突然从他身边的黑暗之中传来一声深沉的长叹。不可能是幻觉了！无论如何，他感觉到那长叹中的一股热气冲到了他冰冷的左手上。.

If the horse had been any good - or if he had known how to get any good out of the horse - he would have risked everything on a breakaway and a wild gallop. But he knew he couldn't make that horse gallop. So he went on at a walking pace and the unseen companion walked and breathed beside him. At last he could bear it no longer.

如果这马儿有点儿用处——或者他如果知道怎样使马儿发挥点作用的话——他会冒险脱逃、疯狂驰骋的。但他明白他无法使马儿驰骋。所以他慢步前行，而那看不见的伙伴就在他身边走着，就在他身边呼吸。最后，他再也不能忍受下去了。

"Who are you?" he said, scarcely above a whisper.

“你是谁啊？”他说，声音比窃窃私语高不了多少。

"One who has waited long for you to speak," said the Thing. Its voice was not loud, but very large and deep.

“我等你说话好久了。”那个家伙说。他的说话不响亮，但嗓门儿很大，很深沉。

"Are you- are you a giant?" asked Shasta.

“你是——你是巨人吗？”

"You might call me a giant," said the Large Voice. "But I am not like the creatures you call giants."

“你不妨称我为巨人，”大嗓门说道，”但我跟你称之为巨人的动物并不像。”

"I can't see you at all," said Shasta, after staring very hard. Then (for an even more terrible idea had come into his head) he said, almost in a scream, "You're not - not something dead, are you? Oh please - please do go away. What harm have I ever done you? Oh, I am the unluckiest person in the whole world!"

“我压根儿无法瞧见你。”沙斯塔瞪大眼睛瞧了半天后说道。接着（一个甚至更加可怕的想法跳上他的心头），他几乎是叫喊着说道：”你不是——不是什么已经死掉的东西吧，是不是？——请走开吧。我可没做什么伤害你的事啊！咳，我是世界上最倒霉的人了。”

Once more he felt the warm breath of the Thing on his hand and face. "There," it said, "that is not the breath of a ghost. Tell me your sorrows."

他再一次感到对方的一股热烘烘的气息冲到了他的手上和脸上。”听着，”庞然大物说，”这可不是鬼魂的气息。把你的烦恼告诉我吧。”

Shasta was a little reassured by the breath: so he told how he had never known his real father or mother and had been brought up sternly by the fisherman. And then he told the story of his escape and how they were chased by lions and forced to swim for their lives; and of all their dangers in Tashbaan and about his night among the tombs and how the beasts howled at him out of the desert. And he told about the heat and thirst of their desert journey and how they were almost at their goal when another lion chased them and wounded Aravis. And also, how very long it was since he had had anything to eat.

沙斯塔对那气息稍稍有点儿放心了，所以他就告诉对方：他从来不知道他真正的父亲或母亲，他是由一个渔夫严厉地抚养大的。然后他又讲了他逃跑的故事，以及他们怎样被狮子追逐，被迫泅水逃命等；他讲到了他们在塔什班城所经历的一切危险，他在坟场里过夜以及沙漠里的也受对他的咆哮。他讲到了沙漠旅途中的炎热和口渴，以及他们快要到达目的地时另一头狮子怎样追逐他们，并且抓伤了阿拉维斯。他也讲了从那时起他好久没吃过任何东西。

"I do not call you unfortunate," said the Large Voice.

“我并不认为你是不幸的。”大嗓门说。

"Don't you think it was bad luck to meet so many lions?" said Shasta.

“遇到这么多狮子，你还不认为是倒霉吗？”

"There was only one lion," said the Voice.

“只有一头狮子。”那声音说道。

"What on earth do you mean? I've just told you there were at least two the first night, and-"

“你这话究竟是什么意思？我刚才就告诉过你，至少第一夜有两头狮子，还有……”

"There was only one: but he was swift of foot."

“只有一头狮子，但那头狮子跑得极快。”

"How do you know?"

“你怎么知道呢？”

"I was the lion." And as Shasta gaped with open mouth and said nothing, the Voice continued. "I was the lion who forced you to join with Aravis. I was the cat who comforted you among the houses of the dead. I was the lion who drove the jackals from you while you slept. I was the lion who gave the Horses the new strength of fear for the last mile so that you should reach King Lune in time. And I was the lion you do not remember who pushed the boat in which you lay, a child near death, so that it came to shore where a man sat, wakeful at midnight, to receive you."

“我就是那头狮子。”由于沙斯塔紧张得张大了嘴巴却说不出话来，庞然大物继续说到，”我就是逼你与阿拉维斯同行的那头狮子。我就是在坟场这死人之家里安慰你的那只猫咪。我就是在你睡熟时替你驱逐豺狼的那头狮子。我就是使马儿们在恐惧中获得新的力量、奔驰最后一段路程，以便你及时见到伦恩国王的那头狮子。而且我还是你当年并不记得的那头狮子，当年你奄奄一息躺在一条小船里，是我把船推动，使它漂到一个海滩上，有个渔夫坐在那儿，午夜未睡，收留了你。”

"Then it was you who wounded Aravis?"

“那么，抓伤阿拉维斯的，也是你吗？”

"It was I"

“是我。”

"But what for?"

“干吗要抓伤她呢？”

"Child," said the Voice, "I am telling you your story, not hers. I tell no one any story but his own."

“孩子，”那声音说道，”我在把你的故事告诉你，不是她的。我只对一个人讲他本人的故事，不讲别的。”

"Who are you?" asked Shasta.

“你是谁呢？”沙斯塔问道。

"Myself," said the Voice, very deep and low so that the earth shook: and again "Myself", loud and clear and gay: and then the third time "Myself", whispered so softly you could hardly hear it, and yet it seemed to come from all round you as if the leaves rustled with it.

“我自己。”那声音说道，又低又深沉，大地为之震动；接着是第二遍，”我自己。”响亮、清晰、愉快；然后是第三遍，”我自己。”那可是柔和的低声细语，你几乎听不大见，然而它又从四面八方向你传来，仿佛树叶儿也随之簌簌有声。

Shasta was no longer afraid that the Voice belonged to something that would eat him, nor that it was the voice of a ghost. But a new and different sort of trembling came over him. Yet he felt glad too.

沙斯塔不再害怕这声音来自要吞吃他的大虫了，不再害怕这是鬼魂的声音了。但一种崭新的截然不同的战战兢兢之情，传遍了他的身心。而且他觉得非常愉快。.

The mist was turning from black to grey and from grey to white. This must have begun to happen some time ago, but while he had been talking to the Thing he had not been noticing anything else. Now, the whiteness around him became a shining whiteness; his eyes began to blink. Somewhere ahead he could hear birds singing. He knew the night was over at last. He could see the mane and ears and head of his horse quite easily now. A golden light fell on them from the left. He thought it was the sun.

雾霭由墨黑变为浅灰，再有浅灰转为雪白。这个变化必定是好些时候以前就已经开始的。但在他和庞然大物交谈之际，他一直未留意其他任何东西。现在，他周围的一片白色，变成一种熠熠生光的白色了。他开始眨巴着眼睛。他听得见前边儿什么地方鸟儿在啁啾。他知道黑夜终于过去了。现在他能十分容易地瞧见马儿的脑袋、耳朵和鬃毛了。一道金光从左边落在他们身上。他以为这是太阳。

He turned and saw, pacing beside him, taller than the horse, a Lion. The horse did not seem to be afraid of it or else could not see it. It was from the Lion that the light came. No one ever saw anything more terrible or beautiful.

他转过头来，看见在身旁行走着一头狮子，比马儿还大。马儿似乎并不怕它，要不就是看不见它。原来金光发自狮子身上。没有人看到过比这更可怕或更美丽的东西了。

Luckily Shasta had lived all his life too far south in Calormen to have heard the tales that were whispered in Tashbaan about a dreadful Narnian demon that appeared in the form of a lion. And of course he knew none of the true stories about Aslan, the great Lion, the son of the Emperor-over-the-sea, the King above all High Kings in Narnia. But after one glance at the Lion's face he slipped out of the saddle and fell at its feet. He couldn't say anything but then he didn't want to say anything, and he knew he needn't say anything.

幸亏沙斯塔一直生活在卡乐门南方边远地区，没听到过塔什班城里窃窃私语的传闻：一个可怕的纳尼亚魔鬼化身为一头狮子。关于阿斯兰的真正故事，关于伟大的狮子，海外皇帝之子、纳尼亚国诸大国王之最高国王的真正的故事，沙斯塔当然是一点儿也不知道的。但他对狮子的脸儿瞧了一眼以后，就翻身下马，跪倒在狮子的脚边。他说不出什么话来，但那是他也不想说什么话，而且他心里明白他无需说什么话。

The High King above all kings stooped towards him. Its mane, and some strange and solemn perfume that hung about the mane, was all round him. It touched his forehead with its tongue. He lifted his face and their eyes met. Then instantly the pale brightness of the mist and the fiery brightness of the Lion rolled themselves together into a swirling glory and gathered themselves up and disappeared. He was alone with the horse on a grassy hillside under a blue sky. And there were birds singing.

诸大国王之最高国王向他俯下头来。他的鬃毛散发出奇怪而庄严的香气，下垂在沙斯塔的周围。他用舌头舔舐他的前额。他仰起脸来。他们相对而视。接着，雾霭的苍白光芒和狮子如火的光芒立刻混在一起，化作一片光华的漩涡，集拢收缩，终于消失无存了。沙斯塔独自在蓝天下芳草萋萋的山坡上。鸟儿在鸣唱。

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CHAPTER TWELVE SHASTA IN NARNIA

12、沙斯塔在纳尼亚

"WAS it all a dream?" wondered Shasta. But it couldn't have been a dream for there in the grass before him he saw the deep, large print of the Lion's front right paw. It took one's breath away to think of the weight that could make a footprint like that. But there was something more remarkable than the size about it. As he looked at it, water had already filled the bottom of it. Soon it was full to the brim, and then overflowing, and a little stream was running downhill, past him, over the grass.

“这一切是个梦?”沙斯塔心中疑惑。但这不可能是个梦，因为他看到前面草地上有个狮子右前蹄的又深又大的印子，能造成这样的蹄印的重量，想想也叫人透不过气来。但还有比蹄印大小深浅更令人奇怪的事哩。当他瞧着那蹄印时，水已经铺满它的底部了。不多一会儿，水就漫到边上来了，往外溢出来了，一条小小溪水，流过青草，经过他的身边，奔流下山去了。

Shasta stooped and drank - a very long drink - and then dipped his face in and splashed his head. It was extremely cold, and clear as glass, and refreshed him very much. After that he stood up, shaking the water out of his ears and flinging the wet hair back from his forehead, and began to take stock of his surroundings.

沙斯塔俯下身去喝水——喝了好久——然后把脸浸在水里，把水泼在头上。水极冷，清澄如玻璃，他喝了神清气爽。这之后，他站起身来，把耳朵里的水甩掉，把潮湿的头发从前额上撩到后面去，开始观察周围环境。

Apparently it was still very early morning. The sun had only just risen, and it had risen out of the forests which he saw low down and far away on his right. The country j which he was looking at was absolutely new to him. It was t a green valley-land dotted with trees through which he caught the gleam of a river that wound away roughly to the North-West. On the far side of the valley there were high and even rocky hills, but they were lower than the mountains he had seen yesterday. Then he began to guess where he was. He turned and looked behind him and saw that the slope on which he was standing belonged to a range of far higher mountains.

显然还是挺早的清晨。太阳不过刚刚升起，他望见右首山下远方有许多森林，太阳就是从森林那儿冒出来的。他正遥望的国土，对他说来是绝对新鲜的。这是一片苍翠的溪谷之地，树木星罗棋布，他瞥见树木之间有一条河流闪闪生光，这河拐了个弯，向大致是西北方向奔腾而去。溪谷对岸是高高的石头小山，但它们比他昨天看到的山岭要低。于是他开始琢磨，他如今身在何处。他转过身来，向后瞧瞧，看到他所站立的山坡是处在更多更高的崇山峻岭之中。

"I see," said Shasta to himself. "Those are the big mountains between Archenland and Narnia. I was on the? other side of them yesterday. I must have come through the pass in the night. What luck that I hit it! - at least it wasn't luck at all really, it was Him. And now I'm in Narnia."

“我明白了，”沙斯塔跟他自己说道，”这些就是介乎阿钦兰和纳尼亚之间的大山大岭。我昨天是在大山的那一边。我必定是在夜间穿过山隘的。我碰巧走对了，运道真好！——实际上，这压根儿不是运道好，这是它帮了大忙。现在我是在纳尼亚境内了。”

He turned and unsaddled his horse and took off its bridle - "Though you are a perfectly horrid horse," he said. It took no notice of this remark and immediately began eating grass. That horse had a very low opinion of Shasta.

他再转过身去，给马儿卸下了鞍子，取下了马勒——”尽管你是一匹完全令人厌恶的马儿。”他说道。马儿不理会他的批评，立刻开始吃起青草来了。那马儿对沙斯塔的评价不高。

"I wish I could eat grass!" thought Shasta. "It's no good going back to Anvard, it'll all be besieged. I'd better get lower down into the valley and see if I can get anything to eat."

“我但愿我能吃草啊！”沙斯塔心中想道，”回到安瓦德去毫无用处，这城将被团团围攻。我还不如到下边儿的山谷里去，瞧瞧能否弄到点儿东西吃。”

So he went on downhill (the thick dew was cruelly cold to his bare feet) till he came into a wood. There was a kind of track running through it and he had not followed this for many minutes when he heard a thick and rather wheezy voice saying to him.

所以他就走下山去(浓重的露水，让他的光脚丫子冷极了)，一直走进一个树林。有一条踏出来的小路贯穿树林，他沿着这小路走了没有几分钟，就听到一个沙哑而呼哧呼哧的声音同他说话。

"Good morning, neighbour."

“早安，邻居。”

Shasta looked round eagerly to find the speaker and presently saw a small, prickly person with a dark face who had just come out from among the trees. At least, it was small for a person but very big indeed for a hedgehog, which was what it was.

沙斯塔热切地向四周打量，想要找到说话的人，他立刻看见了刚从树林里出来的一个身材短孝黑脸多刺的人。至少，作为一个人，它是太小了，但作为一只刺猬，却是很大的了：它就是一只刺猬。

"Good morning," said Shasta. "But I'm not a neighbour. In fact I'm a stranger in these parts."

“早安，”沙斯塔说道，”但我不是你的邻居。事实上，我是这地方的一个陌生人。”

"Ah?" said the Hedgehog inquiringly.

“啊?”刺猬询问地说道。

"I've come over the mountains - from Archenland, you know."

“我越过大山而来——你要知道，我是从阿钦兰来的。”

"Ha, Archenland," said the Hedgehog. "That's a terrible long way. Never been there myself."

“呀，阿钦兰，”刺猬说道，”离这儿远得可怕。我自己从没去过。”

"And I think, perhaps," said Shasta, "someone ought to be told that there's an army of savage Calormenes attacking Anvard at this very moment."

“而且我认为，”沙斯塔说道，”也许应该告诉人们：此时此刻，有一支野蛮的卡乐门军队正在进攻安瓦德城。”

"You don't say so!" answered the Hedgehog. "Well, think of that. And they do say that Calormen is hundreds and thousands of miles away, right at the world's end, across a great sea of sand."

“不会这样吧！”刺猬答道，”哦，想想吧。不是据说卡乐门在几百、几千里之外，在世界的尽头，跟这儿还隔着一个大沙漠吗?”

"It's not nearly as far as you think," said Shasta. "And oughtn't something to be done about this attack on Anvard? Oughtn't your High King to be told?"

“不像你所想像的那么遥远，”沙斯塔说道，”关于这次对安瓦德的进攻，总该做点儿事吧。总该禀告你们的至尊王吧?”

"Certain sure, something ought to be done about it," said the Hedgehog. "But you see I'm just on my way to bed for a good day's sleep. Hullo, neighbour!"

“确实如此，总该为此干点儿事情。”刺猬说道，”但，你瞧，我正要到床上去，美美地睡它一个白昼埃哈啰，邻居！”

The last words were addressed to an immense biscuitcoloured rabbit whose head had just popped up from somewhere beside the path. The Hedgehog immediately told the Rabbit what it had just learned from Shasta. The Rabbit agreed that this was very remarkable news and that somebody ought to tell someone about it with a view to doing something.

最后一句话是对一只巨大的淡褐色兔子说的，兔子的脑袋刚从小径旁的地底下突然冒出来。刺猬立刻把它从沙斯塔那里听来的事情告诉兔子。兔子同意这是个惊人的消息，应该有人去告诉别人，以便为此干点儿事。

And so it went on. Every few minutes they were joined by other creatures, some from the branches overhead and some from little underground houses at their feet, till the party consisted of five rabbits, a squirrel, two magpies, a goat-foot faun, and a mouse, who all talked at the same time and all agreed with the Hedgehog. For the truth was that in that golden age when the Witch and the Winter had gone and Peter the High King ruled at Cair Paravel, the smaller woodland people of Narnia were so safe and happy that they were getting a little careless.

于是就这样纷纷传开去了。每隔几分钟，就有别的生物参加进来，有的来自头上的树枝，有的来自脚下的地底小屋：这一帮子，终于包含了五只兔子、一只松鼠、两只喜鹊、一个羊脚怪物以及一只耗子，它们大家同时说着话儿，大家都同意刺猬的意见。因为，事情的真相是：在那黄金时代里，女巫和冬天已经被赶走，至尊王彼得治理着凯尔帕拉维尔，纳尼亚较小林地里的居民们是那么安宁和幸福，所以它们有点儿麻痹大意了。

Presently, however, two more practical people arrived in the little wood. One was a Red Dwarf whose name appeared to be Duffle. The other was a stag, a beautiful lordly creature with wide liquid eyes, dappled flanks and legs so thin and graceful that they looked as if you could break them with two fingers.

不过，又有两个小树林里比较实际的居民来了。一个是红色小矮人，名叫德夫尔。另一个是一头牡鹿，一只美丽华贵的生物，眼睛大大的水汪汪的，两胁斑斑点点，两腿又纤细又雅致，看上去仿佛用两个手指就能把那腿折断似的。

"Lion alive!" roared the Dwarf as soon as he had heard the news. "And if that's so, why are we all standing still, chattering? Enemies at Anvard! News must be sent to Cair Paravel at once. The army must be called out. Narnia must go to the aid of King Lune."

“狮子还活着！”小矮人听到消息就大声嚷嚷，”如果真是这么一回事，咱们大家为什么仍旧站着闲谈呢?敌人猛攻安瓦德！必须立刻把消息送到凯尔帕拉维尔去。必须把军队动员起来。纳尼亚必须去支援国王伦恩。”

"Ah!" said the Hedgehog. "But you won't find the High King at the Cair. He's away to the North trouncing those giants. And talking of giants, neighbours, that puts me in mind -"

“啊！”刺猬说，”可是你在凯尔帕拉维尔找不到至尊王。他正北上讨伐巨人们。讲到巨人们，邻居们，使我想起了——”

"Who'll take our message?" interrupted the Dwarf. "Anyone here got more speed than me?"

“我们谁去送信?”小矮人说，”有谁跑得比我还快吗?”

"I've got speed," said the Stag. "What's my message? How many Calormenes?"

“我跑得快，”牡鹿说，”我怎么说?有多少卡乐门人?”

"Two hundred: under Prince Rabadash. And -" But the Stag was already away - all four legs off the ground at once, and in a moment its white stern had disappeared among the remoter trees.

“二百人马，由王子拉巴达什统率，还有……”但牡鹿已经跑掉了——立刻四脚腾空地飞跑，片刻之间，它的白色臀部便在遥远的树木之间消失了。

"Wonder where he's going," said a Rabbit. "He won't find the High King at Cair Paravel, you know."

“不明白它跑到什么地方去，”一只兔子说道，”要知道，它在凯尔帕拉维尔是找不到至尊王的。”

"He'll find Queen Lucy," said Duffle. "And then hullo! What's wrong with the Human? It looks pretty green. Why, I do believe it's quite faint. Perhaps it's mortal hungry. When did you last have a meal, youngster?"

“它可以找到露茜女王，”德夫尔说道，”然后……喂！喂！这个人有什么毛病呀?他的脸色发青。咳，我相信他要昏过去了。说不定这就是人的饥饿。小家伙，你最后一顿饭是什么时候吃的?”

"Yesterday morning," said Shasta weakly.

“昨天早晨。”沙斯塔虚弱无力地说道。

"Come on, then, come on," said the Dwarf, at once throwing his thick little arms round Shasta's waist to support him. "Why, neighbours, we ought all to be ashamed of ourselves! You come with me, lad. Breakfast! Better than talking."

“来吧，那么，来吧。”小矮人说道，立刻用他胖胖的小手臂抱住沙斯塔的腰，扶着他。”喂！邻居，我们大家都应该为自己感到羞耻。孩子，你跟我来巴。早餐！吃早餐比谈话好。”

With a great deal' of bustle, muttering reproaches to itself, the Dwarf half led and half supported Shasta at a great speed further into the wood and a little downhill. It was a longer walk than Shasta wanted at that moment and his legs had begun to feel very shaky before they came out from the trees on to bare hillside. There they found a little house with a smoking chimney and an open door, and as they came to the doorway Duffle called out,

小矮人大大的一阵忙乱，喃喃地责备着自己，半搀半扶地赶快把沙斯塔带进树林，稍稍走下山去一点儿。走的这段路比沙斯塔此刻所愿意走的要长得多，他们还没有走出树林，还没有到达光秃秃的山坡上，他已经开始感觉到两腿在发抖了。他们在山坡上找到一个小屋子，烟囱里在冒烟，门户洞开，当他们来到门口时，德夫尔喊道：

"Hey, brothers! A visitor for breakfast."

“嗨，兄弟们！有位客人来吃早饭了。”

And immediately, mixed with a sizzling sound, there came to Shasta a simply delightful smell. It was one he had never smelled in his life before, but I hope you have. It was, in fact, the smell of bacon and eggs and mushrooms all frying in a pan.

伴随着咝咝的油炸之声，立刻向沙斯塔飘来了令人垂涎欲滴的香味。这是一种他生平从未闻到过的香味，但我希望你是闻到过的。事实上，这是咸猪肉、鸡蛋和蘑菇在锅里油炸的香味。

"Mind your head, lad," said Duffle a moment too late, for Shasta had already bashed his forehead against the low lintel of the door. "Now," continued the Dwarf, "sit you down. The table's a bit low for you, but then the stool's low too. That's right. And here's porridge - and here's a jug of cream - and here's a spoon."

“留神你的脑袋，孩子。”德夫尔说得晚了一点儿，因为沙斯塔的前额已经撞在低低的门楣上了。”现在，”小矮人继续说道，”你坐下吧。对于你，桌子是低了一点儿，凳子也低了一点儿。这就行了。这儿是粥——这儿是壶奶油——这儿是个调羹。”

By the time Shasta had finished his porridge, the Dwarf's two brothers (whose names were Rogin and Bricklethumb) were putting the dish of bacon and eggs and mushrooms, and the coffee pot and the hot milk, and the toast, on the table.

沙斯塔喝完粥时，小矮人的两个兄弟(他们叫罗金和布里克尔森姆)正在把咸猪肉、鸡蛋和蘑菇，以及咖啡壶、热牛奶和吐司放到桌子上。

It was all new and wonderful to Shasta for Calormene food is quite different. He didn't even know what the slices of brown stuff were, for he had never seen toast before. He didn't know what the yellow soft thing they smeared on the toast was, because in Calormen you nearly always get oil instead of butter. And the house itself was quite different from the dark, frowsty, fish-smelling but of Arsheesh and from the pillared and carpeted halls in the palaces of Tashbaan. The roof was very low, and everything was made of wood, and there was a cuckoo-clock and a red-and-white checked table-cloth and a bowl of wild flowers and little curtains on the thick-paned windows. It was also rather troublesome having to use dwarf cups and plates and knives and forks. This meant that helpings were very small, but then there were a great many helpings, so that Shasta's plate or cup was being filled every moment, and every moment the Dwarfs themselves were saying, "Butter please", or "Another cup of coffee," or "I'd like a few more mushrooms," or "What about frying another egg or so?" And when at last they had all eaten as much as they possibly could the three Dwarfs drew lots for who would do the washing-up, and Rogin was the unlucky one. Then Duffle and Bricklethumb took Shasta outside to a bench which ran against the cottage wall, and they all stretched out their legs and gave a great sigh of contentment and the two Dwarfs lit their pipes. The dew was off the grass now and the sun was warm; indeed, if there hadn't been a light breeze, it would have been too hot.

对沙斯塔来说，这顿早餐全然是新奇的、了不起的，因为卡乐门的食物是完全不同的。他甚至不知道这一片片棕色的东西是什么玩意儿，因为他以前从未见过吐司。他不知道涂在吐司上的黄色柔软的东西是什么玩意儿，因为在卡乐门几乎总是用油来代替白脱的。而这屋子本身也跟阿什伊什黑暗、霉臭、鱼腥的小屋不同，跟塔什班城王宫里圆柱耸立、毯子铺地的大厅截然不同。屋顶很低，一切都是木头做的，有一只以杜鹃叫声报时的钟，一块红白格子台布，一碗野花，厚玻璃窗上还挂着小小的白色窗帘。不得不用小矮人的杯子、盘子、刀叉，也是很麻烦的事。这意味着每份食品都很少，却又有许多份，所以沙斯塔的盘子或是杯子，时时刻刻都在重新添盛，而小矮人们自己也时时刻刻在说：”请来点儿白脱”，”再来一杯咖啡”，或是”我再要些蘑菇”，或是”再来一份煎鸡蛋好吗?”最后，当大家尽量吃饱以后，三个小矮人便拈阄决定由谁洗盘子，结果是罗金倒霉。于是德夫尔和布里克尔森姆便领沙斯塔到屋子外的一条长凳上坐下，那长凳靠着小屋的墙垣；于是他们大家都伸直了腿，心满意足地吁出一口气来，两个小矮人还点上了烟斗。现在青草上的露水不见了，太阳是温暖的，确实，如果没有一阵阵清风的话，天气就会显得太热了。"

"Now, Stranger," said Duffle, "I'll show you the lie of the land. You can see nearly all South Narnia from here, and we're rather proud of the view. Right away on your left, beyond those near hills, you can just see the Western Mountains. And that round hill away on your right is called the Hill of the Stone Table. Just beyond -"

“陌生人啊，”德夫尔说，”我来把地形地势指给你看。你从这儿几乎可以看见整个儿南部纳尼亚，我们是很以这景色自豪的。向你的左边望过去，越过那些附近的小山，你正好能望见西部群山。在你右边那个圆圆的小山，叫做石桌山。就在它外边儿……”

But at that moment he was interrupted by a snore from Shasta who, what with his night's journey and his excellent breakfast, had gone fast asleep. The kindly Dwarfs, as soon as they noticed this, began making signs to each other not to wake him, and indeed did so much whispering and nodding and getting up and -tiptoeing away that they certainly would have waked him if he had been less tired.

但这时候他被沙斯塔的鼾声打断了，沙斯塔经过一夜奔波，吃了一顿美美的早餐，很快就睡熟了。好心的小矮人们一发现他睡着了，就立刻互相做手势：不要去惊醒他：事实上，他们彼此窃窃私语，点头会意，站起身来，踮着脚尖走动，好不热闹，若不是沙斯塔十分困倦，他倒是一定会被惊醒的。

He slept pretty well -nearly all day but woke up in time for supper. The beds in that house were all too small for him but they made him a fine bed of heather on the floor, and he never stirred nor dreamed all night. Next morning they had just finished breakfast when they heard a shrill, exciting sound from outside.

沙斯塔几乎睡了整整一天，醒来时刚赶上吃晚饭。屋子里的床给他睡是太小了，但他们在地上给他铺了一个极好的石南床，他睡在那床上，整夜没有动弹，整夜没有做梦。第二天早晨他们刚吃完早餐，便听到从屋子外传来一个尖锐而激动的声音。

"Trumpets!" said all the Dwarfs, as they and Shasta all came running out.

“喇叭声！，”小矮人们一齐说道，这时他们和沙斯塔都跑出门外去了。

The trumpets sounded again: a new noise to Shasta, not huge and solemn like the horns of Tashbaan nor gay and merry like King Lune's hunting horn, but clear and sharp and valiant. The noise was coming from the woods to the East, and soon there was a noise of horse-hoofs mixed with it. A moment later the head of the column came into sight.

喇叭声又响起来了：对沙斯塔说来，的确是个崭新的声音，既不像塔什班城的号角那么洪亮庄重，又不像国王伦恩的狩猎号角那么轻快欢乐，却清晰、尖厉、豪迈。喇叭声是从树林传到东边来的，不久又有马蹄嘚嘚声同喇叭声混合在一起。一会儿之后，纵队的先锋就看得见了。

First came the Lord Peridan on a bay horse carrying the great banner of Narnia - a red lion on a green ground. Shasta knew him at once. Then came three people riding abreast, two on great chargers and one on a pony. The two on the chargers were King Edmund and a fair-haired lady with a very merry face who wore a helmet and a mail shirt and carried a bow across her shoulder and a quiver full of arrows at her side. ("The Queen Lucy," whispered Duffle.) But the one on the pony was Corin. After that came the main body of the army: men on ordinary horses, men on Talking Horses (who didn't mind being ridden on proper occasions, as when Narnia went to war), centaurs, stern, hard-bitten bears, great Talking Dogs, and last of all six giants. For there are good giants in Narnia. But though he knew they were on the right side Shasta at first could hardly bear to look at them; there are some things that take a lot of getting used to.

走在第一个的是珀里丹勋爵，骑一匹栗色马，手执纳尼亚大旗——青绿底色上一头红狮子。沙斯塔立刻认出他来了。接着是三个并驾齐驱的人，两个人跨着战马，一个人骑着马驹子。骑在战马上的一个是爱德蒙国王，另一个是金发女郎，满脸兴高采烈的神色，头戴头盔，身穿锁子甲，肩上背着一只弓，身边挂着装满箭的箭袋。(“露茜女王。”德夫尔低声说道。)骑在马驹子上的是科林。这三人之后，是军队的主体：骑在寻常马儿身上的士卒、骑在会说人话的马儿身上的军人(遇到正当情况，例如纳尼亚要作战时，这种马儿并不在意被人骑)、人头马、咬起来凶狠的板着脸的熊、了不得的会说人话的狗，最后是六个巨人。然而，尽管他知道他们是站在正义一边的，沙斯塔开头还是不大敢看他们：有些事情要经过很多时间才能看得惯哩。

Just as the King and Queen reached the cottage and the Dwarfs began making low bows to them, King Edmund called out,

正当国王和女王到达小屋门前、小矮人们开始向他们鞠躬时，国王爱德蒙大声喊道：

"Now, friends! Time for a halt and a morsel!" and at once there was a great bustle of people dismounting and haversacks being opened and conversation beginning when Corm came running up to Shasta and seized both his hands and cried,

“朋友们！该歇一歇、吃一口东西了。”于是立刻出现了一阵忙乱，人们纷纷跳下马来，打开干粮袋，开始交谈起来，这时科林向沙斯塔跑过来，抓住他的双手，叫喊道：

"What! You here! So you got through all right? I am glad. Now we shall have some sport. And isn't it luck! We only got into harbour at Cair Paravel yesterday morning and the very first person who met us was Chervy the Stag with all this news of an attack on Anvard. Don't you think -"

“啊！你在这儿！那么你是一路平安地过来了?我很高兴。如今我们将参加游戏了，这岂不是好运道！我们在凯尔帕拉维尔刚进港，第一个遇见我们的是牡鹿彻耳，它带来了敌人进攻安瓦德的全部消息。你可认为……”

"Who is your Highness's friend?" said King Edmund who had just got off his horse.

“殿下的朋友是谁呀?”刚下马的国王爱德蒙问道。

"Don't you see, Sire?" said Corin. "It's my double: the boy you mistook me for at Tashbaan."

“陛下，你可看出来了?”科林说道，”他就是跟我极相似的人：你在塔什班城错把他当做我了。”

"Why, so he is your double," exclaimed Queen Lucy. "As like as two twins. This is a marvellous thing."

“呀，他就是跟你极相似的人，”露茜女王叫道，”跟孪生兄弟一样相像。真是件不可思议的事情。”

"Please, your Majesty," said Shasta to King Edmund, "I was no traitor, really I wasn't. And I couldn't help hearing your plans. But I'd never have dreamed of telling them to your enemies."

“禀告陛下，”沙斯塔对国王爱德蒙说道，”我不是奸细，我确实不是。我不由自主地听到了你们的计划。但我做梦也想不到把这计划告诉你的敌人。”

"I know now that you were no traitor, boy," said King Edmund, laying his hand on Shasta's head. "But if you would not be taken for one, another time try not to hear what's meant for other ears. But all's well."

“孩子，我现在知道你并不是奸细，”国王爱德蒙的手按在沙斯塔的头上，说道，”但如果你不愿意被当做奸细，下次就要竭力不去听那原是要讲给别的耳朵听的话。但一切很顺利。”

After that there was so much bustle and talk and coming and going that Shasta for a few minutes lost sight of Corin and Edmund and Lucy. But Corin was the sort of boy whom one is sure to hear of pretty soon and it wasn't very long before Shasta heard King Edmund saying in a loud voice:

这之后，又有许多忙乱，许多谈话，许多来来往往，不到几分钟，沙斯塔就看不见科林、爱德蒙和露茜了。但科林是不久就会让人听到有关他的消息的那种孩子；过不了多久，沙斯塔果然就听到国王爱德蒙大声说道：

"By the Lion's Mane, prince, this is too much! Will your Highness never be better? You are more of a heart's-scald than our whole army together! I'd as lief have a regiment of hornets in my command as you."

“凭着狮王的鬃毛，王子，这是太过分了。殿下永远不会长进吗?我们整个军队加在一起也不及你那么让人火烧火燎的！指挥你，我宁愿指挥一个团的大黄蜂。”"

Shasta wormed his way through the crowd and there saw Edmund, looking very angry indeed, Corin looking a little ashamed of himself, and a strange Dwarf sitting on the ground making faces. A couple of fauns had apparently just been helping it out of its armour.

沙斯塔在人群中钻过去，终于看到了国王爱德蒙，他看上去确实十分愤怒，科林呢，看上去有点儿不好意思，还有一个奇怪的小矮人正坐在地上做鬼脸。显而易见，两个羊怪刚帮助那小矮人卸下盔甲。

"If I had but my cordial with me," Queen Lucy was saying, "I could soon mend this. But the High King has so strictly charged me not to carry it commonly to the wars and to keep it only for great extremities!"

“如果我把药酒带来的话，”露茜女王说，”我很快就能替他治愈的。但至尊王严格地要求我别稀松平常地把它带到战场上来，要留待非常危险时使用！”

What had happened was this. As soon as Corin had spoken to Shasta, Corin's elbow had been plucked by a Dwarf in the army called Thornbut.

事情原来是这样的。科林刚同沙斯塔说过话，他的肘拐儿便被一个小矮人抓住了。军队里管这个小矮人叫”刺儿头”。

"What is it, Thornbut?" Corin had said.

“你这是干什么，刺儿头?”科林说。

"Your Royal Highness," said Thornbut, drawing him aside, "our march today will bring us through the pass and right to your royal father's castle. We may be in battle before night."

“王子殿下，”刺儿头把他拉到一边说，”我们今天的行军会带我们穿过关隘，直接开到你父王的城堡。黑夜以前我们也许就要参加战斗了。”

"I know," said Corin. "Isn't it splendid!"

“我知道，”科林说，”战争不是很壮观吗?”

"Splendid or not," said Thornbut, "I have the strictest orders from King Edmund to see to it that your Highness is not in the fight. You will be allowed to see it, and that's treat enough for your Highness's little years."

“壮观也好，不壮观也好，”刺儿头说，”我可奉到国王爱德蒙最最严厉的命令，要我留神不让你殿下参加战斗。可以容许你在旁观战；以殿下的年龄，这种待遇已经够意思的了。”

"Oh what nonsense!" Corin burst out. "Of course I'm going to fight. Why, the Queen Lucy's going to be with the archers."

“真是胡说八道！”科林发作道，”当然我要去打仗的。为什么露茜女王带着她的弓箭手一同去打仗呢?”

"The Queen's grace will do as she pleases," said Thornbut. "But you are in my charge. Either I must have your solemn and princely word that you'll keep your pony beside mine - not half a neck ahead - till I give your Highness leave to depart: or else - it is his Majesty's word - we must go with our wrists tied together like two prisoners."

“女王通情达理，可以随心所欲，”刺儿头说，”但你是由我看管的。要么，我必须得到你王子的庄严诺言：你得使你的马驹子在我的马儿旁边并驾齐驱，超前半个脖子也不行，直至我同意你离开为止；要么——这是陛下亲口说的——咱俩必须把咱们的手腕缚在一起，像囚徒一样。”

"I'll knock you down if you try to bind me," said Corm.

“如果你想缚我，我就把你打倒在地。”科林说。

"I'd like to see your Highness do it," said the Dwarf.

“我倒很想瞧瞧殿下动手打人。”小矮人说道。

That was quite enough for a boy like Corin and in a second he and the Dwarf were at it hammer and tongs. It would have been an even match for, though Corin had longer arms and more height, the Dwarf was older and tougher. But it was never fought out (that's the worst of fights on a rough hillside) for by very bad luck Thornbut trod on a loose stone, came flat down on his nose, and found when he tried to get up that he had sprained his ankle: a real excruciating sprain which would keep him from walking or riding for at least a fortnight.

这句话就足够把科林这样的孩子惹恼了，他和小矮人立刻激烈地打起来了。这本来是一场势均力敌的搏斗，因为虽然科林身高手长，小矮人却比较年长、健壮。但这场搏斗没有能一决雌雄(这是崎岖山坡上最糟糕的一次打架)，因为刺儿头大倒其霉，踩在一块活动的石头上，鼻子朝地跌了下去，竭力站起来时发觉踝关节扭伤了：一种造成剧烈疼痛的扭伤，至少两个星期不能走路或骑马。

"See what your Highness has done," said King Edmund. "Deprived us of a proved warrior on the very edge of battle."

“瞧瞧殿下的所作所为吧，”国王爱德蒙说道，”马上就要打仗了，你却剥夺了我们一个久经考验的战士。”

"I'll take his place, Sire," said Corin.

“我一定代替他作战，陛下。”科林说。

"Pshaw," said Edmund. "No one doubts your courage. But a boy in battle is a danger only to his own side."

“呸！”爱德蒙说，”没有人怀疑你的勇气。但战斗中的孩子，只不过是他自己那一方的一个危险而已。”

At that moment the King was called away to attend to something else, and Corin, after apologizing handsomely to the Dwarf, rushed up to Shasta and whispered,

就在这当儿，国王被请去安排别的事情了，而科林呢，漂亮地向小矮人道歉以后，便跑到沙斯塔身边，悄悄说道：

"Quick. There's a spare pony now, and the Dwarf's armour. Put it on before anyone notices."

“赶快。现在有一匹备用的马驹子，还有小矮人的那副盔甲。趁着还没有人注意，你就穿上吧。”

"What for?" said Shasta.

“穿上干吗?”沙斯塔说。

"Why, so that you and I can fight in the battle of course! Don't you want to?"

“呀，当然是为了你和我能参加打仗啊！你可愿意去打仗吗?”

"Oh - ah, yes, of course," said Shasta. But he hadn't been thinking of doing so at all, and began to get a most uncomfortable prickly feeling in his spine.

“啊——啊，是的，当然愿意啰。”沙斯塔说。但他压根儿没想到去打仗，而且脊骨里开始有种极不舒服的刺痛之感。

"That's right," said Corin. "Over your head. Now the sword-belt. But we must ride near the tail of the column and keep as quiet as mice. Once the battle begins everyone will be far too busy to notice us."

“这就对了，”科林说，”套在你脑袋上。再把剑带束在腰间。但我们必须骑马走在纵队的尾巴附近，而且不声不响，像老鼠一样。一旦战斗打响，大家就忙碌极了，不会注意我们了。”

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CHAPTER THIRTEEN THE FIGHT AT ANVARD

By about eleven o'clock the whole company was once more on the march, riding westward with the mountains on their left. Corin and Shasta rode right at the rear with the Giants immediately in front of them. Lucy and Edmund and Peridan were busy with their plans for the battle and though Lucy once said, "But where is his goosecap Highness?" Edmund only replied, "Not in the front, and that's good news enough. Leave well alone."

Shasta told Corin most of his adventures and explained that he had learned all his riding from a horse and didn't really know how to use the reins. Corin instructed him in this, besides telling him all about their secret sailing from Tashbaan.

"And where is the Queen Susan?"

"At Cair Paravel," said Corin. "She's not like Lucy, you know, who's as good as a man, or at any rate as good as a boy. Queen Susan is more like an ordinary grown-up lady. She doesn't ride to the wars, though she is an excellent archer."

The hillside path which they were following became narrower all the time and the drop on their right hand became steeper. At last they were going in single file along the edge of a precipice and Shasta shuddered to think that he had done the same last night without knowing it. "But of course," he thought, "I was quite safe. That is why the Lion kept on my left. He was between me and the edge all the time."

Then the path went left and south away from the cliff and there were thick woods on both sides of it and they went steeply up and up into the pass. There would have been a splendid view from the top if it were open ground but among all those trees you could see nothing - only, every now and then, some huge pinnacle of rock above the tree-tops, and an eagle or two wheeling high up in the blue air.

"They smell battle," said Corin, pointing at the birds. "They know we're preparing a feed for them."

Shasta didn't like this at all.

When they had crossed the neck of the pass and come a good deal lower they reached more open ground and from here Shasta could see all Archenland, blue and hazy, spread out below him and even (he thought) a hint of the desert beyond it. But the sun, which had perhaps two hours or so to go before it set, was in his eyes and he couldn't make things out distinctly.

Here the army halted and spread out in a line, and there was a great deal of rearranging. A whole detachment of very dangerous-looking Talking Beasts whom Shasta had not noticed before and who were mostly of the cat kind (leopards, panthers, and the like) went padding and growling to take up their positions on the left. The giants were ordered to the right, and before going there they all took off something they had been carrying on their backs and sat down for a moment. Then Shasta saw that what they had been carrying and were now putting on were pairs of boots: horrid, heavy, spiked boots which came up to their knees. Then they sloped their huge clubs over their shoulders and marched to their battle position. The archers, with Queen Lucy, fell to the rear and you could first see them bending their bows and then hear the twangtwang as they tested the strings. And wherever you looked you could see people tightening girths, putting on helmets, drawing swords, and throwing cloaks to the ground. There was hardly any talking now. It was very solemn and very dreadful. "I'm in for it now - I really am in for it now," thought Shasta. Then there came noises far ahead: the sound of many men shouting and a steady thud-thud-thud

"Battering ram," whispered Corin. "They're battering the gate."

Even Corin looked quite serious now.

"Why doesn't King Edmund get on?" he said. "I can' stand this waiting about. Chilly too."

Shasta nodded: hoping he didn't look as frightened as felt.

The trumpet at last! On the move now - now trotting the banner streaming out in the wind. They had topped low ridge now, and below them the whole scene sudden opened out; a little, many-towered castle with its gate towards them. No moat, unfortunately, but of course the gate shut and the portcullis down. On the walls they could see, like little white dots, the faces of the defenders. Down below, about fifty of the Calormenes, dismounted, were steadily swinging a great tree trunk against the gate. But at once the scene changed. The main bulk of Rabadash's men had been on foot ready to assault the gate. But now he had seen the Narnians sweeping down from the ridge. There is no doubt those Calormenes are wonderfully trained. It seemed to Shasta only a second before a whole line of the enemy were on horseback again, wheeling round to meet them, swinging towards them.

And now a gallop. The ground between the two armies grew less every moment. Faster, faster. All swords out now, all shields up to the nose, all prayers said, all teeth clenched. Shasta was dreadfully frightened. But it suddenly came into his head, "If you funk this, you'll funk every battle all your life. Now or never."

But when at last the two lines met he had really very littler idea of what happened. There was a frightful confusion`; and an appalling noise. His sword was knocked clean out of his hand pretty soon. And he'd got the reins tangled somehow. Then he found himself slipping. Then a spear came straight at him and as he ducked to avoid it he rolled right off his horse, bashed his left knuckles terribly against someone else's armour, and then - But it is no use trying to describe the battle from Shasta's point of view; he understood too little of the fight in general and even of his own part in it. The best way I can tell you what really happened is to take you some miles away to where the Hermit of the Southern March sat gazing into the smooth pool beneath the spreading tree, with Bree and Hwin and Aravis beside him.

For it was in this pool that the Hermit looked when he wanted to know what was going on in the world outside the green walls of his hermitage. There, as in a mirror, he could see, at certain times, what was going on in the streets of cities far farther south than Tashbaan, or what ships were putting into Redhaven in the remote Seven Isles, or what robbers or wild beasts stirred in the great Western forests between Lantern Waste and Telmar. And all this day he had hardly left his pool, even to eat or drink, for he knew that great events were on foot in Archenland. Aravis and the Horses gazed into it too. They could see it was a magic pool: instead of reflecting the tree and the sky it revealed cloudy and coloured shapes moving, always moving, in its depths. But they could see nothing clearly. The Hermit could and from time to time he told them what he saw. A little while before Shasta rode into his first battle, the Hermit had begun speaking like this:

"I see one - two - three eagles wheeling in the gap by Stormness Head. One is the oldest of all the eagles. He would not be out unless battle was at hand. I see him wheel to and fro, peering down sometimes at Anvard and sometimes to the east, behind Stormness. Ah - I see now what Rabadash and his men have been so busy at all day. They have felled and lopped a great tree and they are now coming out of the woods carrying it as a ram. They have learned something from the failure of last night's assult. He would have been wiser if he had set his men to making ladders: but it takes too long and he is impatient. Fool that he is! He ought to have ridden back to Tashbaan as soon as the first attack failed, for his whole plan depended on speed and surprise. Now they are bringing their ram into position. King Lune's men are shooting hard from the walls. Five Calormenes have fallen: but not many will. They have their shields above their heads. Rabadash is giving his orders now. With him are his most trusted lords, fierce Tarkaans from the eastern provinces. I can see their faces. There is Corradin of Castle Tormunt, and Azrooh, and Chlamash, and Ilgamuth of the twisted lip, and a tall Tarkaan with a crimson beard -"

"By the Mane, my old master Anradin!" said Bree.

"S-s-sly" said Aravis.

"Now the ram has started. If I could hear as well as see, what a noise that would make! Stroke after stroke: and no gate can stand it for ever. But wait! Something up by Stormness has scared the birds. They're coming out in masses. And wait again . . . I can't see yet . . . ah! Now I can. The whole ridge, up on the east, is black with horsemen. If only the wind would catch that standard and spread it out. They're over the ridge now, whoever they are. Aha! I've seen the banner now. Narnia, Narnia! It's the red lion. They're in full career down the hill now. I can see King Edmund. There's a woman behind among the archers. Oh! -"

"What is it?" asked Hwin breathlessly.

"All his Cats are dashing out from the left of the line."

"Cats?" said Aravis.

"Great cats, leopards and such," said the Hermit impatiently. "I see, I see. The Cats are coming round in a circle to get at the horses of the dismounted men. A good stroke. The Calormene horses are mad with terror already. Now the Cats are in among them. But Rabadash has reformed his line and has a hundred men in the saddle. They're riding to meet the Narnians. There's only a hundred yards between the two lines now. Only fifty. I can see King Edmund, I can see the Lord Peridan. There are two mere children in the Narnian line. What can the King be about to let them into battle? Only ten yards - the lines have met. The Giants on the Narnian right are doing wonders . . . but one's down . . . shot through the eye, I suppose. The centre's all in a muddle. I can see more on the left. There are the two boys again. Lion alive! one is Prince Corm. The other, like him as two peas. It's your little Shasta. Corm is fighting like a man. He's killed a Calormene. I 'can see a bit of the centre now. Rabadash and Edmund almost met then, but the press has separated them -"

"What about Shasta?" said Aravis.

"Oh the fool!" groaned the Hermit. "Poor, brave little fool. He knows nothing about this work. He's making no use at all of his shield. His whole side's exposed. He hasn't the faintest idea what to do with his sword. Oh, he's remembered it now. He's waving it wildly about . . . nearly cut his own pony's head off, and he will in a moment if he's not careful. It's been knocked out of his hand now. It's mere murder sending a child into the battle; he can't live five minutes. Duck you fool - oh, he's down."

"Killed?" asked three voices breathlessly.

"How can I tell?" said the Hermit. "The Cats have done their work. All the riderless horses are dead or escaped now: no retreat for the Calormenes on them. Now the Cats are turning back into the main battle. They're leaping on the rams-men. The ram is down. Oh, good! good! The gates are opening from the inside: there's going to be a sortie. The first three are out. It's King Lune in the middle: the brothers Dar and Darrin on each side of him. Behind them are Tran and Shar and Cole with his brother Colin. There are ten - twenty - nearly thirty of them out by now. The Calormen line is being forced back upon them. King Edmund is dealing marvellous strokes. He's just slashed Corradin's head off. Lots of Calormenes have thrown down their arms and are running for the woods. Those that remain are hard pressed. The Giants are closing in on the right - Cats on the left - King Lune from their rear. The Calormenes are a little knot now, fighting back to back. Your Tarkaan's down, Bree. Lune and Azrooh are fighting hand to hand; the King looks like winning - the King is keeping it up well - the King has won. Azrooh's down. King Edmund's down - no, he's up again: he's at it with Rabadash. They're fighting in the very gate of the castle. Several Calormenes have surrendered. Darrin has killed Ilgamuth. I can't see what's happened to Rabadash. I think he's dead, leaning against the castle wall, but I don't know. Chlamash and King Edmund are still fighting but the battle is over everywhere else. Chlamash has surrendered. The battle is over. The Calormenes are utterly defeated."

When Shasta fell off his horse he gave himself up for lost. But horses, even in battle, tread on human beings very much less than you would suppose. After a very horrible ten minutes or so Shasta realized suddenly that there were no longer any horses stamping about in the immediate neighbourhood and that the noise (for there were still a good many noises going on) was no longer that of a battle. He sat up and stared about him. Even he, little as he knew of battles, could soon see that the Archenlanders and Narnians had won. The only living Calormenes he could see were prisoners, the castle gates were wide open, and King Lune and King Edmund were shaking hands across the battering ram. From the circle of lords and warriors around them there arose a sound of breathless and excited, but obviously cheerful conversation. And then, suddenly, it all united and swelled into a great roar of laughter.

Shasta. picked himself up, feeling uncommonly stiff, and ran towards the sound to see what the joke was. A very curious sight met his eyes. The unfortunate Rabadash appeared to be suspended from the castle walls. His feet, which were about two feet from the ground, were kicking wildly. His chain-shirt was somehow hitched up so that it was horribly tight under the arms and came half way over his face. In fact he looked just as a man looks if you catch him in the very act of getting into a stiff shirt that is a little too small for him. As far as could be made out afterwards (and you may be sure the story was well talked over for many a day) what happened was something like this. Early in the battle one of the Giants had made an unsuccessful stamp at Rabadash with his spiked boot: unsuccessful because it didn't crush Rabadash, which was what the Giant had intended, but not quite useless because one of the spikes tore the chain mail, just as you or I might tear an ordinary shirt. So Rabadash, by the time he encountered Edmund at the gate, had a hole in the back of his hauberk. And when Edmund pressed him back nearer and nearer to the wall, he jumped up on a mounting block and stood there raining down blows on Edmund from above. But then, finding that this position, by raising him above the heads of everyone else, made him a mark for every arrow from the Narnian bows, he decided to jump down again. And he meant to look and sound - no doubt for a moment he did look and sound - very grand and very dreadful as he jumped, crying, "The bolt of Tash falls from above." But he had to jump sideways because the crowd in front of him left him no landing place in that direction. And then, in the neatest way you could wish, the tear in the back of his hauberk caught on a hook in the wall. (Ages ago this hook had had a ring in it for tying horses to.) And there he found himself, like a piece of washing hung up to dry, with everyone laughing at him.

"Let me down, Edmund," howled Rabadash. "Let me down and fight me like a king and a man; or if you are too great a coward to do that, kill me at once."

"Certainly," began King Edmund, but King Lune interrupted.

"By your Majesty's good leave," said King Lune to Edmund. "Not so." Then turning to Rabadash he said, "Your royal Highness, if you had given that challenge a week ago, I'll answer for it there was no one in King Edmund's dominion, from the High King down to the smallest Talking Mouse, who would have refused it. But by attacking our castle of Anvard in time of peace without defiance sent, you have proved yourself no knight, but a traitor, and one rather to be whipped by the hangman than to be suffered to cross swords with any person of honour. Take him down, bind him, and carry him within till our pleasure is further known."

Strong hands wrenched Rabadash's sword from him and he was carried away into the castle, shouting, threatening, cursing, and even crying. For though he could have faced torture he couldn't bear being made ridiculous. In Tashbaan everyone had always taken him seriously.

At that moment Corin ran up to Shasta, seized his hand and started dragging him towards King Lune. "Here he is, Father, here he is," cried Corin.

"Aye, and here thou art, at last," said the King in a very gruff voice. "And bast been in the battle, clean contrary to your obedience. A boy to break a father's heart! At your age a rod to your breech were fitter than a sword in your fist, ha!" But everyone, including Corin, could see that the King was very proud of him.

"Chide him no more, Sire, if it please you," said Lord Darrin. "His Highness would not be your son if he did not inherit your conditions. It would grieve your Majesty more if he had to be reproved for the opposite fault."

"Well, well," grumbled the King. "We'll pass it over for this time. And now -" '

What came next surprised Shasta as much as anything that had ever happened to him in his life. He found himself suddenly embraced inn bear-like hug by King Lune and kissed on both cheeks. Then the King set him down again and said, "Stand here together, boys, and let all the court see you. Hold up your heads. Now, gentlemen, look on them both. Has any man any doubts?"

And still Shasta could not understand why everyone stared at him and at Corin nor what all the cheering was about.

13、安瓦德之战

十一点钟光景，整个部队重新行军，向西飞驰而去，大山在他们的左边。科林和沙斯塔骑马殿后，巨人们在他们的前边儿。露茜、爱德蒙和珀里丹忙于商量作战计划；虽然露茜说过：”可鹅帽殿下在哪儿啊?”爱德蒙只是答道，”不在先头部队里，那就真是好消息了。随他去吧。”

沙斯塔把他大部分惊险经历告诉了科林，并且解释道：他是跟一匹马儿学习骑马的，因此他确实不知道怎样使用缰绳。科林便教他，还把他们从塔什班城秘密出航的经过告诉了他。

“那么苏珊女王在哪儿呢?”

“在凯尔帕拉维尔，”科林说，”她不像露茜，你要知道，她像男子汉一样，或者，无论如何也像男孩子一样。苏珊女王更像一位长大成人的普通小姐。她并不骑着马去作战，尽管她是个射箭好手。”

他们正在走的山径愈来愈狭窄，右首的山坡也更加陡了。最后，他们改成单行沿着悬崖的边缘走去；沙斯塔不寒而栗地想到上一夜他是不知不觉地在这悬崖边上走过去的。”然而，当然啦，”他心中想道，”我是十分安全的。那就是为什么狮子始终走在我左边的缘故。狮子自始至终是走在我和悬崖之间埃”

接着，山径向左首延伸，背离悬崖向南而去，这时两旁都是密密的树林，山径险峻陡急，他们不断地往上、往上登高，终于进入关隘。如果关隘是片开阔地带，从顶上俯瞰，准是一片好风景，可是如今置身这许多树木之中，你就什么也看不见了——只是育时看见一些巨大的石峰矗立在树顶的上方，一两只鹰在高高的蓝天里盘旋飞翔。

“鹰嗅到战争的气息了，”科林指点着鸟儿说道，”它们知道我们在为它们准备美餐哩。”

沙斯塔压根儿不喜欢这种俏皮话。

当他们经过了隘口，又往下走了好多路，便来到比较开阔的地带，沙斯塔从这儿能看见全部阿钦兰国土，蓝悠悠，雾蒙蒙，展现在他的脚下，(他认为，)他甚至望见了阿钦兰背后隐隐约约的大沙漠。然而，也许再过两个钟点就要下山的太阳，光芒直射他的眼睛，他眼花缭乱，没法儿把景物看个清清楚楚。

军队在这儿止步了，展开成为一条战线，而且做了许多新的安排。整整一队是外貌狰狞的说人话的野兽，沙斯塔以前不曾注意它们；它们大部分都属于猫科(花豹、黑豹，诸如此类)，咆哮着大踏步走到左边去进入阵地。巨人们奉命开拔到右边去，开拔之前，他们都从背上卸下他们所背的东西，并且在地上坐了～会儿。于是沙斯塔看到巨人们刚才背着的、现在正穿上脚去的，乃是一双双的靴子：可怕的、沉重的、底部有尖钉的、长及膝头的靴子。巨人们接着就掮着大棒进入他们的阵地。弓箭手以及露茜女王调到了后边儿，你能首先看见他们弯弓，其次听到他们试拉弓弦的嘣嘣声。不论你朝哪儿看，你处处看得见人们在收紧肚带，戴上头盔，抽出刀剑，把大氅丢在地上。现在没有什么人谈话了。十分庄严，十分可怕。”现在我已经不能中途退回了——现在我确确实实不能中途退回了。”沙斯塔心中想道。

从前边儿远远地传来嘈杂喧闹的声音：许多人在大叫大嚷，还有一种稳定不变的砰砰声。

“攻城槌，”科林低声说道，”敌人正在猛撞城门。”

现在甚至科林也神情严肃。

“爱德蒙国王为什么不出击呢?”他说，”我受不了这种等待。也冷得很。”

沙斯塔点点头：希望他外表上不像他心里所感觉到的那么害怕。

喇叭声终于响了！现在部队行动起来了——现在马儿小跑着——旗帜在风中飘扬翻动着。现在他们爬上一个低低的山脊，山下整个景色突然展开在他们的面前。一个多塔楼小城堡，城门正对着他们。不幸没有护城河：城门当然是关上的，吊闸放下来了。他们望得见城墙上保卫者的脸，像小小的白点子。城下，大约五十个卡乐门人下了马，正稳稳地晃动着一根大树干撞击城门。但这景象立刻就发生变化

了。拉巴达什的主力部队一直是下马步行准备攻击城门的，现在他们看到纳尼亚军队从山脊上奔腾而下。毫无疑问，这些卡乐门部队训练有素。沙斯塔觉得敌人在一秒钟内都上了马，形成整齐的一列队伍，拨转马头，向他们迎过来。"

现在是一阵小跑，两军之间的距离时时刻刻都在缩短。跑得愈来愈快，愈来愈快。所有的刀都出鞘了，所有的盾牌都举到鼻子跟前了，所有的祷告都做过了，所有的牙齿都咬紧了。沙斯塔惊惶得厉害。但他脑子里突然想到：”这次你如果畏缩害怕，那么，你这一生，每打一次仗，都要畏缩害怕了。千载难逢，机不可失！”

然而，最后两军相遇时，他确实对于现场发生的事情一点也不清楚。可怕的混乱和骇人听闻的呐喊。他手中的刀不久就干脆被打掉了。他手中的缰绳不知怎么也搞丢了。他发觉自己正在滑下马来。一枝长矛笔直地向他刺过来，他低头避开时从马上滚了下来，左膝关节猛烈地撞在别人的盔甲上，于是…….

但试图从沙斯塔的观点去描写战争是毫无用处的；他对一般战斗懂得太少，连他自己在战斗中所扮演的角色他也不明白。把战役实际情况告诉你，最好的办法就是带你到几英里之外的南征隐士家里去，他正在大树的树阴下向平静的池水里目不转睛地凝视，布里、赫温和阿拉维斯都在他身边。

隐士想知道他隐居的绿墙之外的世界上正在发生的事情时，他就朝这池水里张望。在池水里，正如在镜子里一样，他能看得见在某一个特定的时间里，远在塔什班南方的城市里街道上正在发生的事情，或是什么船在遥远的七群岛驶进了红港，或是什么强盗或野兽在灯柱野林和台尔马之间的西部大森林里骚扰。这一天隐士一整天没有离开池塘，哪怕吃饭喝水也不离开，因为他知道有重大事件正在阿钦兰发生着。阿拉维斯和两匹马儿也在朝池塘里张望。她们看得出，这是一池魔水。水中不反映绿树蓝天，却在深处反映出那始终在活动着的、云雾似的彩色形象。但她们什么都看不清楚。隐士看得清，他时常把他所见到的告诉她们。沙斯塔骑马进入他初次作战的战场之前一会儿，隐士便这样讲道：

“我看见一只——两只——三只鹰在暴风雨峰的豁口里盘旋。有一只鹰是年纪最大的。除非战斗迫在眉睫，它是不会飞出来的。我看见它来回盘旋，有时俯瞰安瓦德，有时俯瞰暴风雨峰背后的东方。啊——现在我看到拉巴达什和他的部队整天在忙些什么了。他们伐倒一棵大树，锯了一大段树干，现在掮着树干从树林里出来了，要把树干当做攻城槌用。他们昨夜的攻击失败了，从失败中学到了一点儿东西。如果他叫他的部队制造云梯，他就更聪明了：但做云梯更费时间，他不耐烦，等不及。他真是个傻瓜！初战失败，他应该立刻骑马奔回塔什班去，因为他的整个作战计划，靠的是速度和出人意外。现在他们把攻城槌部署好了。伦恩国王的士兵从城上往下拼命射箭。五个卡乐门兵倒下了；但不会有许多人倒下的，他们的头上有盾牌挡着。现在拉巴达什发布命令了。跟他一起的，有他最信赖的王公大人，从东部各省来的凶猛的泰坎们。我看得见他们的脸。有托芒城堡的科拉盯阿兹鲁、奇拉马什，歪嘴伊尔加默思，还有一个红胡子的泰坎——”

“天哪，我的老东家安拉丁啊！”布里说。

“嘶——嘘。”阿拉维斯说。

“现在攻城槌开始撞击了。如果我看得见也听得见就好了，那玩意儿会发出好大好大的声音啊！一槌又一槌的！没有一个城门能永远顶得住受得了的。且慢！暴风雨峰附近有什么东西惊动了飞鸟。鸟儿大群大群地飞出来了。再等一下……我还看不出……啊！现在我看得见了。东边儿高处，整个山脊上黑压压的全是骑兵。但愿风吹在军旗上把旗子展开就好了。不管他们是谁，现在他们越过山脊了。啊哈！我现在看到旗子了。纳尼亚，纳尼亚啊！是红狮旗。他们现在全速冲下山来了。我看见国王爱德蒙。殿后的弓箭手中有个女人。唷！——”

“那些是什么东西啊?”赫温屏息静气地问道。

“全部猫科野兽都从左边队伍里冲出来了。”

“猫科吗?”阿拉维斯说。

“猫科大野兽，豹子和豹子之类的野兽。”隐士不耐烦地说道，”我明白了，我明白了。猫科野兽要围成一圈，去逮住那些已经无人乘坐的马儿。好高明的一着棋。卡乐门的马儿已经害怕得发疯。现在猫科野兽又冲进这些马儿中间去了。但拉巴达什重新调整了他的队伍，有百来个骑兵坐上马鞍了。他们纵马迎战纳尼亚人。现在双方队伍相距不过一百码光景。不过五十码了。我看得见国王爱德蒙，我看得见珀里丹勋爵。纳尼亚队伍里有两个人，都不过是孩子。国王怎么能让孩子参加战斗呢?双方相距只有十码了——双方队伍接触了。纳尼亚一方，右边儿的巨人正在创造奇迹般的功勋……但有个巨人倒下了……给射中了眼睛，我猜想。中心是一场混战。左边儿我倒看到更多。又是那两个孩子。天哪，一个是科林王子。另一个很像科林，两人像两只梨一样相似。这另一个，就是你们的小沙斯塔。科林像个男子汉似的在作战。他杀死了一个卡乐门人。现在我看得见一点儿中心的情况了。这时拉巴达什和爱德蒙几乎撞上了，但被蜂拥上前的人群把他们分开了——”

“沙斯塔怎么样了?”阿拉维斯问。

“这傻瓜啊！”隐士叹息着说道，”可怜的、勇敢的小傻瓜。他对打仗啥也不知道。他压根儿没有使用他的盾牌。他的两胁都暴露在外面。他一点儿也不懂得怎样使用他的剑啊，现在他想起来要用剑了。他疯狂地挥舞着剑……几乎把他自己的马驹子的脑袋砍了下来。现在他手里的剑被人打落了。把孩子送上战场，只不过是谋杀罢了；他活不到五分钟了。你这傻瓜，低下脑袋呀——啊，他从马上跌下来了。”

“给杀死了吗?”三个声音屏息问道。

“我怎么知道呢?”隐士说道，”猫科野兽完成了它们的战斗任务，无人骑的马儿不是死了就是逃散了：骑这些马儿的卡乐门人无生还的希望了。现在猫科野兽回转身来投入主要的战斗。它们扑到使用攻城槌的人们身上。攻城槌掉到地上了。啊，妙！妙！城门正在从里边儿打开：就要有一番突围出击了。开头出来三个人。国王伦恩在中间，达尔和达兰两兄弟在他的左右两边。他们的后面是特兰、沙尔、科尔和科临兄弟。现在他们出来了十个——二十个——三十个光景的将士。卡乐门队伍被迫后退了。国王爱德蒙正东砍西杀，发挥不可思议的威力。他刚把科拉丁的脑袋砍了下来。许多卡乐门士卒丢下武器，向树林里逃跑。留下的那些人被狠狠地紧逼着，巨人从右边，猫科野兽从左边，国王伦恩从他们的后面，一起进逼过来。现在卡乐门人腹背受敌，有点儿慌乱紧张，他们背靠背地应战。布里，你的那位泰坎倒下了。伦恩国王和阿兹鲁正徒手作战；国王看上去要赢了——国王保持着优势——国王已经赢了。阿兹鲁倒下了。国王爱德蒙倒下了——不，他重新站起来了：他是在和拉巴达什交手。他们就在城堡的大门口作战。好几个卡乐门人都投降了。达兰杀了伊尔加默思。我看不见拉巴达什出了什么事。我认为他是死了，身体靠在城墙上，不过我弄不明白。奇拉马什和国王爱德蒙仍在作战，但其他地方的战斗都结束了。奇拉马什投降了。战争结束了。卡乐门人完全被打败了。”

沙斯塔从马上跌下来时，他认为自己没有命了。但马儿踩人踏人，即使在战场上，也远比你料想的要少得多。非常恐怖的十分钟过去以后，沙斯塔突然发现：在邻近的地方不再有什么马儿在跺脚了，而喧闹的声音(因为仍旧有许许多多持续的喧闹声)不再是战争的声音了。他坐了起来，瞪眼打量着周围。虽然他对战争什么也不知道，但连他也很快就看出来了：阿钦兰人和纳尼亚人已经胜利了。他所看见的活着的卡乐门人便是俘虏。城堡的大门大开着，伦恩国王和爱德蒙国王正越过攻城槌彼此握手。在他们周围的一圈王公大人和战士们中间，响起了一阵激动不已但显然很愉快的谈话。接着，谈话声突然联结起来，扩展成为轰然大笑的声音。-

沙斯塔爬起身来，觉得四肢异乎寻常地不灵活，他朝着哄笑声跑过去，去看看闹的是什么笑话。他所见到的，是一幅十分奇怪的景象。倒霉的拉巴达什看来被悬挂在城堡的墙上。他的脚离地两英尺光景，正疯狂地乱踢着。他的锁子甲有点儿被吊了起来，腋下紧得可怕，中间遮住了半个脸。事实上，他看上去就像一个人正把一件尺寸太小的硬衬衫穿上身去时的模样儿。就后来尽可能收集到的材料看来(你可以确信无疑，这个故事被人们反复讲了好多天)，事情的经过大致是这样的：刚开仗时，有个巨人用他的尖钉大靴子不成功地踩了拉巴达什一脚；不成功，是指他未能如愿以偿地把拉巴达什踩个稀巴烂；但也不是毫无作用，因为靴子上的尖钉刺破了锁子甲，就像你或我可能撕破一件普通的衬衫一样。所以，拉巴达什正和爱德蒙在城门口交手搏斗时，他那锁子甲的背后有个窟窿。当爱德蒙逼得他愈来愈靠近城墙时，他跳上了一个高台，他站在台上，手中的剑雨点般向爱德蒙攻击。但接着他就觉得这个地位既使他高出于众人之上，又使他成为纳尼亚弓箭手的众矢之的，他决定重新跳下台来。他有意要观察风色，试探试探——毫无疑问，他确实观察试探了一会儿——他跳得十分庄严十分可怕，口中大声喊道：”塔什神的雷霆从天上打下来了。”但他不得不朝旁边跳，因为他前边儿的人群很挤，正前方已没有他插足的地方。接着，用你可以期望的最简洁的方式来说，他背部锁子甲上的窟窿，被墙上一个钩子钩住了(几百年前，这钩子曾经是个系马的铁圈)。他发现自己像是一件洗好的、挂在那儿晾干的衣服，人人都在嘲笑他哩。

“爱德蒙，放我下来，”拉巴达什号叫道，”放我下来，像个国王和男子汉那样同我作战；如果你是个大懦夫，不敢放我下来，就立刻杀了我。”

“当然可以。”国王爱德蒙开始说话了，但伦恩国王打断了他的话。

“请陛下允许我插一句，”国王伦恩对爱德蒙说道，”不要这样。”然后，他转过来对拉巴达什说道：”殿下，如果你曾在一个星期前提出挑战书，我就会保证：在国王爱德蒙的国土内，上至至尊王，下至最小的会说人话的耗子，谁也不会拒绝你的请求。然而，你在和平时期，挑战书也不送一份，就进攻我们的安瓦德城堡，你的行为证明你自己不是什么真正的武士，而是个奸贼，是个只配由刽子手来鞭打的家伙，不配由任何高贵的人持刀与之交锋。把他带下去，把他绑起来，带他到城里去，等我们公布了我们欢乐的大喜事以后再说。”

强壮的手从拉巴达什手里夺走了他的剑，他被带进城堡里去了，他叫喊着，威吓着，咒骂着，甚至大号大哭着。因为，尽管他能面对严刑拷打，却受不了人们的嘲弄耻笑。在塔什班城，人人都是严肃认真地对待他的。

就在这个时候，科林向沙斯塔跑来，抓住他的手，开始拖着他向国王走去。”他在这儿了，父亲，他在这儿了。”科林大声说道。

“呀，你还是到这儿来了，”国王用一种十分粗暴的声音说道，”而且压根不听话，竟参加了战斗。一个叫父亲担忧心碎的孩子埃以你这般年纪，屁股后插根棍棒要比手中拿把剑合适得多。哈哈！”但包括科林在内，人人都看得出国王十分以沙斯塔自豪。

“陛下，对不起，别再责备他了，”达兰勋爵说道，”如果他不继承你的英雄气概的话，殿下就不可能是你的儿子了。如果他应该为相反的错误而受责备的话，那就会使陛下更加伤心了。”

“行了，行了，”国王咕咕哝哝地说道，”我们这一回就放过他吧。现在……”

继之而来的事情使沙斯塔感到的惊讶，丝毫不亚于他生平遭遇到的任何事情。他发觉国王伦恩突然像熊一样把他紧紧抱住，亲吻他的双颊。然后国王把他重新放下，说道：”孩子们一起站在这儿吧，让朝廷上的人都来看看你们。昂起你们的头来。现在，先生们，瞧瞧他们两个人吧。还有什么人会有什么怀疑吗?”

而沙斯塔依旧不明白：为什么人人都目不转晴地瞧着他和科林?这一切欢呼又是怎么一回事呢?

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CHAPTER FOURTEEN HOW BREE BECAME A WISER HORSE

14、布里怎样变成一匹聪明的马儿

WE must now return to Aravis and the Horses. The Hermit, watching his pool, was able to tell them that Shasta was not killed or even seriously wounded, for he saw him get up and saw how affectionately he was greeted by King Lune. But as he could only see, not hear, he did not know what anyone was saying and, once the fighting had stopped and the talking had begun, it was not worth while looking in the pool any longer.

现在我们必须回过来说说阿拉维斯和马儿们了。隐士注视着他的池水，能够告诉她们沙斯塔并没给杀死，或是甚至没受重伤，因为他看见他站了起来，看见他受到国王伦恩慈爱的接待。但因为他只能看，却听不见，他就不知道什么人正在说些什么话，而且，一旦战斗停止，谈话开始，也就不值得再往池水里张望了。

Next morning, while the Hermit was indoors, the three of them discussed what they should do next.

第二天早晨，隐士还在屋子里时，她们三个讨论起下一步该怎么办来了。

"I've had enough of this," said Hwin. "The Hermit has been very good to us and I'm very much obliged to him I'm sure. But I'm getting as fat as a pet pony, eating all day and getting no exercise. Let's go on to Narnia."

“这种生活，我觉得已经过够了，”赫温说，”隐士待我们很好，我自问确实十分感激他。但我整天吃呀吃的，一点运动也没有，正在胖得像匹供玩赏的小马驹了。让我们继续向纳尼亚前进吧。”

"Oh not today, Ma'am," said Bree. "I wouldn't hurry things. Some other day, don't you think?"

“啊，今天不走，女士，”布里说道，”我不喜欢匆匆忙忙的。再过几天，你看怎么样?”

"We must see Shasta first and say good-bye to him - and - and apologize," said Aravis.

“我必须首先看到沙斯塔，跟他告别——而且——而且向他道歉。”阿拉维斯说。

"Exactly!" said Bree with great enthusiasm. "Just what I was going to say."

“确实应该如此！”布里十分热情地说道，”这正是我要说的意思。”

"Oh, of course," said Hwin. "I expect he is in Anvard. Naturally we'd look in on him and say good-bye. But that's on our way. And why shouldn't we start at once? After all, I thought it was Narnia we all wanted to get to?"

“啊，当然啦，”赫温说，”我料想他是在安瓦德，自然我们要去看看他，同他道别。但那是我们顺路就可以办到的。我们干吗不立刻就走呢?总而言之，我认为我们大家都想去的地方就是纳尼亚。”

"I suppose so," said Aravis. She was beginning to wonder what exactly she would do when she got there and was feeling a little lonely.

“我看是这样。”阿拉维斯说道。她正开始考虑她到达纳尼亚时究竟要做什么事情，同时感到有点儿寂寞。

"Of course, of course," said Bree hastily. "But there's no need to rush things, if you know what I mean."

“当然，当然，”布里急忙说道，”然而无需急急忙忙的啊，如果你了解我心里的意思的话。”

"No, I don't know what you mean," said Hwin. "Why don't you want to go?"

“不，我不了解你的意思，”赫温说，”为什么你不想走呢?”

"M-m-m, broo-hoo," muttered Bree. "Well, don't you see, Ma'am - it's an important occasion - returning to one's country - entering society - the best society - it is so essential to make a good impression - not perhaps looking quite ourselves, yet, eh?"

“呣——呣——呣，布罗——呼，”布里含含糊糊地说道，”呀，你不明白吗，女士——这是个重要时机——回到自己的祖国——进入社交界——最高尚的社交界——给人一个好印象，是非常重要的——然而我们看上去还没恢复本来面目，是不是?”

Hwin broke out into a horse-laugh. "It's your tail, Bree! I see it all now. You want to wait till your tail's grown again! And we don't even know if tails are worn long in Narnia. Really, Bree, you're as vain as that Tarkheena in Tashbaan!"

赫温爆发出一阵马儿的哈哈大笑。”布里，你考虑的是你的尾巴！现在我完全明白了。你想等到你的尾巴重新长出来！而我们甚至并不知道，在纳尼亚马儿是否留长尾巴呢。布里啊，确确实实，你虚荣心很强，就跟那位塔什班城里的泰克希娜一模一样。”

"You are silly, Bree," said Aravis.

“你真憨，布里。”阿拉维斯说。

"By the Lion's Mane, Tarkheena, I'm nothing of the sort," said Bree indignantly. "I have a proper respect for myself and for my fellow horses, that's all."

“凭狮王的鬃毛起誓，我丝毫不是泰克希娜那种人物，”布里愤愤地说道，”我对我自己，对我的马儿伙伴，我抱有一种恰如其分的尊重，如此而已。”

"Bree," said Aravis, who was not very interested in the cut of his tail, "I've been wanting to ask you something for a long time. Why do you keep on swearing By the Lion and By the Lion's Mane? I thought you hated lions."

“布里，”阿拉维斯说，她对割短尾巴的事不太感兴趣，”我好久以来一直想问你一些事情。为什么你不断地‘凭狮子’、‘凭狮子的鬃毛’起誓赌咒?我竟以为你憎恨狮子哩。”

"So I do," answered Bree. "But when I speak of the Lion of course I mean Aslan, the great deliverer of Narnia who drove away the Witch and the Winter. All Narnians swear by him."

“我是憎恨狮子的，”布里答道，”但我说起狮子时，当然是指阿斯兰，纳尼亚的伟大救星，是它把女巫和冬天驱逐的。所有纳尼亚人都是以阿斯兰起誓的。”

"But is he a lion?"

“然而，它是头狮子吗?”

"No, no, of course not," said Bree in a rather shocked voice.

“不，不，当然不是。”布里用颇为惊惶的声调说道。

"All the stories about him in Tashbaan say he is," replied Aravis. "And if he isn't a lion why do you call him a lion?"

“在塔什班，所有的故事都说它是狮子。”阿拉维斯说道，”如果它不是一头狮子，你又干吗称它为狮子呢?”

"Well, you'd hardly understand that at your age," said Bree. "And I was only a little foal when I left so I don't quite fully understand it myself."

“以你这般年龄，是很难搞明白的，”布里说，”我离开纳尼亚时，只不过是匹未满一岁的小驹子，所以我自己也搞不大明白。”

(Bree was standing with his back to the green wall while he said this, and the other two were facing him. He was talking in rather a superior tone with his eyes half shut; that was why he didn't see the changed expression in the faces of Hwin and Aravis. They had good reason to have open mouths and staring eyes; because while Bree spoke they saw an enormous lion leap up from outside and balance itself on the top of the green wall; only it was a brighter yellow and it was bigger and more beautiful and more alarming than any lion they had ever seen. And at once it jumped down inside the wall and began approaching Bree from behind. It made no noise at all. And Hwin and Aravis couldn't make any noise themselves, no more than if they were frozen.)

布里说这话时是背对着绿色墙垣的，其他两位则面对着布里。布里半闭着眼睛，以一种长辈的口气说着话儿，所以它没看见赫温和阿拉维斯脸上表情的变化。她们张大嘴巴、睁大眼睛，是大有理由的，因为布里说话时，她们看见一头巨大的狮子从墙外蹿起来，稳稳地落在绿色墙头上：跟她们见过的任何狮子比起来，它只是颜色黄得更加发亮发光，躯体更加粗壮，更加美丽，也更加令人害怕。它立刻跳进墙里，开始从背后走近布里。它压根儿没有弄出什么声音来。赫温和阿拉维斯吓得什么声音也发不出来了，仿佛冻僵了似的。

"No doubt," continued Bree, "when they speak of him as a Lion they only mean he's as strong as a lion or (to our enemies, of course) as fierce as a lion. Or something of that kind. Even a little girl like you, Aravis, must see that it would be quite absurd to suppose he is a real lion. Indeed it would be disrespectful. If he was a lion he'd have to be a Beast just like the rest of us. Why!" (and here Bree began to laugh) "If he was a lion he'd have four paws, and a tail, and Whiskers! . . . Aie, ooh, hoo-hoo! Help!"

“毫无疑问，”布里继续说道，”人家把它当做一头狮子讲起它时，他们的意思不过是指它强壮如一头狮子，或者(当然是对我们的敌人而言)凶猛如一头狮子；或者是诸如此类的意思。阿拉维斯，哪怕是像你这样的一个小姑娘，也必须留神啊，你若认为它是头真正的狮子，那就是荒谬绝伦了。确实会失礼失敬哩。如果它是头狮子，那么，它就同我们其他的马儿一样，非得是兽类不可了。呃！”(说到这儿，布里开始哈哈大笑。)”如果它是头狮子，它就得生着四只脚爪，一条尾巴，还有胡子！……阿艾伊，呜，嗬——嗬！救命呀！”

For just as he said the word Whiskers one of Aslan's had actually tickled his ear. Bree shot away like an arrow to the other side of the enclosure and there turned; the wall was too high for him to jump and he could fly no farther. Aravis and Hwin both started back. There was about a second of intense silence.

因为恰巧在布里说到”胡子”两字时，阿斯兰的一根胡子竟然痒痒地触到了它的耳朵。布里像枝箭似的蹿到了围墙的另一边，然后转过身来：可是墙太高，它跳不过去，它没法儿逃得更远了。阿拉维斯和赫温都吓得往后退缩。大约有一秒钟光景，紧张得寂静无声。

Then Hwin, though shaking all over, gave a strange little neigh, and trotted across to the Lion.

接着，赫温虽然浑身发抖，却发出一声奇怪的低低的嘶鸣，跨着小步向狮子走过去。

"Please," she said, "you're so beautiful. You may eat me if you like. I'd sooner be eaten by you than fed by anyone else."

“对不起，”赫温说，”你是那么美丽。你不妨把我吃掉，如果你想吃的话。我宁可早点被你吃掉，而不愿由别的什么人来喂我。”

"Dearest daughter," said Aslan, planting a lion's kiss on her twitching, velvet nose, "I knew you would not be long in coming to me. Joy shall be yours."

“亲爱的女儿，”阿斯兰说道，在它那翕动的天鹅绒般的鼻子上印了个狮子的亲吻，”我知道你不久就会来到我身边的。欢乐必将归你所有。”1 o5 [4 w!

Then he lifted his head and spoke in a louder voice.

然后它抬起头来，用更响亮的声音说话。

"Now, Bree," he said, "you poor, proud frightened Horse, draw near. Nearer still, my son. Do not dare not to dare. Touch me. Smell me. Here are my paws, here is my tail, these are my whiskers. I am a true Beast."

“布里啊，”它说，”你这可怜巴巴、骄傲自大、大吃一惊的马儿，靠拢我吧。再靠拢一点，我的儿子。不该胆大的，不要胆大妄为。你摸摸我。闻闻我。这儿是我的脚爪，这儿是我的尾巴，这些是我的胡子。我是一头真正的野兽。”

"Aslan," said Bree in a shaken voice, "I'm afraid I must be rather a fool."

“阿斯兰，”布里用一种颤抖的声调说道，”我担心我必定是个地道的傻瓜。”

"Happy the Horse who knows that while he is still young. Or the Human either. Draw near, Aravis my daughter. See! My paws are velveted. You will not be torn this time."

“马儿在仍然年轻时明白这个道理，是幸福的。人也一样。靠拢来吧，我的女儿阿拉维斯，瞧！我的脚爪像天鹅绒一般。这一次你不会被抓伤的。”

"This time, sir?" said Aravis.

“先生，这一次吗?”阿拉维斯说道。

"It was I who wounded you," said Aslan. "I am the only lion you met in all your journeyings. Do you know why I tore you?"

“上一次抓伤你的，就是我，”阿斯兰说，”我是你在整个旅途中碰到的惟一一头狮子。你可知道，为什么我抓伤你?”

"No, sir."

“不知道，先生。”

"The scratches on your back, tear for tear, throb for throb, blood for blood, were equal to the stripes laid on the back of your stepmother's slave because of the drugged sleep you cast upon her. You needed to know what it felt like."

“你背上的伤痕，皮破对皮破，疼痛对疼痛，血痕对血痕，跟你后母女奴背上的鞭痕是相对应的，因为你叫她吃了蒙汗药沉睡，害她挨打。”

"Yes, sir. Please-"

“是的，先生。对不起——”

"Ask on, my dear," said Aslan.

“再问吧，我亲爱的。”阿斯兰说。

"Will any more harm come to her by what I did?"

“因为我捉弄得她睡熟了，她还会受到其他伤害吗?”

"Child," said the Lion, "I am telling you your story, not hers. No one is told any story but their own." Then he shook his head and spoke in a lighter voice.

“孩子，”狮子说道，”我要告诉你的，是你自己的故事，不是那女奴的。我对哪一个人都是只讲他自己的故事。”然后它就摇摇头，改用比较轻快的声调说话。

"Be merry, little ones," he said. "We shall meet soon again. But before that you will have another visitor." Then in one bound he reached the top of the wall and vanished from their sight.

“小家伙，高兴起来吧，”它说，”我们不久会重新见面的。然而，在此之前，你将有另一个客人来访。”于是它一跳便蹿上墙头，消失了，她们看不见它了。

Strange to say, they felt no inclination to talk to one another about him after he had gone. They all moved slowly away to different parts of the quiet grass and there paced to and fro, each alone, thinking.

说也奇怪，阿斯兰走了以后，她们都无意在背后互相谈论它。她们大家都慢慢地走开去了，走到宁静的草地上不同的角落里去了，独自在那儿蹀躞，沉思又沉思。

About half an hour later the two Horses were summoned to the back of the house to eat something nice that the Hermit had got ready for them and Aravis, still walking and thinking, was startled by the harsh sound of a trumpet outside the gate.

半个钟头以后，两匹马儿被叫到屋子后面去吃些隐士为它们准备好的好东西，而阿拉维斯仍在散步、思索，大门外一阵喇叭声吓了她一跳。

"Who is there?" asked Aravis.

“门外是谁啊?”阿拉维斯说。

"His Royal Highness Prince Cor of Archenland," said a voice from outside.

“阿钦兰的王子科奥殿下。”有个声音在门外说道。

Aravis undid the door and opened it, drawing back a little way to let the strangers in.

阿拉维斯拔掉门闩，打开大门，稍稍退后一点儿，让陌生人进来。

Two soldiers with halberds came first and took their stand at each side of the entry. Then followed a herald, and the trumpeter.

两个持戟士卒先走进门来，在入口处的两旁站岗。跟着进来的是个传令官，还有号手。

"His Royal Highness Prince Cor of Archenland desires an audience of the Lady Aravis," said the Herald. Then he and the trumpeter drew aside and bowed and the soldiers saluted and the Prince himself came in. All his attendants withdrew and closed the gate behind them.

“阿钦兰的王子科奥殿下要接见阿拉维斯女士。”传令官说道。然后他和号手退到一边，鞠躬，兵士敬礼，王子本人进门来了。他所有的随从都退了出去，随手把大门关上。

The Prince bowed, and a very clumsy bow for a Prince it was. Aravis curtsied in the Calormene style (which is not at all like ours) and did it very well because, of course, she had been taught how. Then she looked up and saw what sort of person this Prince was.

王子鞠躬，就一位王子而言，这是个笨拙的鞠躬。阿拉维斯按照卡乐门的方式行礼(压根儿跟我们的屈膝礼不一样)，当然，她行的礼中规中矩、像模像样，因为父母教过她怎样行礼。然后她抬起头来，瞧瞧这位王子是何等样人。,

She saw a mere boy. He was bare-headed and his fair hair was encircled with a very thin band of gold, hardly thicker than a wire. His upper tunic was of white cambric, as fine as a handkerchief, so that the bright red tunic beneath it showed through. His left hand, which rested on his enamelled sword hilt, was bandaged.

她看到他不过是个毛孩子。他没戴帽子，漂亮的金发上裹了一条薄薄的黄金带子，不过一根铁丝那么厚。他的紧身短外衣是白麻布做的，细洁得像手绢儿一样，所以明显地映出了里边儿鲜亮的红色内衣。他那按在宝剑珐琅柄上的左手外面裹着绷带。

Aravis looked twice at his face before she gasped and said, "Why! It's Shasta!"

阿拉维斯再次凝视着他的脸，这才吁出一口气，说道：”呀！你是沙斯塔啊！”

Shasta all at once turned very red and began speaking very quickly. "Look here, Aravis," he said, "I do hope you won't think I'm got up like this (and the trumpeter and all) to try to impress you or make out that I'm different or any rot of that sort. Because I'd far rather have come in my old clothes, but they're burnt now, and my father said -"

沙斯塔立刻涨得满脸通红，赶快说道，”你听我说，阿拉维斯，我真希望你不要认为我这副打扮(以及号手等等的这种排场)是为了使你印象深刻，或是显得我与众不同，或诸如此类的摆阔炫耀。因为我倒宁可穿着我的旧衣服来见你，但旧衣服现在已经被烧掉了，而且我的父亲说——”

"Your father?" said Aravis.

“你的父亲?”阿拉维斯说。

"Apparently King Lune is my father," said Shasta. "I might really have guessed it. Corin being so like me. We were twins, you see. Oh, and my name isn't Shasta, it's Cor."

“国王伦恩显然是我的父亲，”沙斯塔说道，”我确实应该猜得到的。科林是那么像我。你瞧，我们是孪生兄弟。啊，我的名字不叫沙斯塔，我叫科奥。”

"Cor is a nicer name than Shasta," said Aravis.

“科奥这名字，比沙斯塔好。”阿拉维斯说。

"Brothers' names run like that in Archenland," said Shasta (or Prince Cor as we must now call him). "Like Dar and Darrin, Cole and Colin and so on."

“在阿钦兰，兄弟们的名字是这样的，”沙斯塔(或者是王子科奥，现在我们必须这样称呼他了)说道，”例如达尔和达兰，科尔和科临，依此类推。”

"Shasta - I mean Cor," said Aravis. "No, shut up. There's something I've got to say at once. I'm sorry I've been such a pig. But I did change before I knew you were a Prince, honestly I did: when you went back, and faced the Lion."

“沙斯塔——我心里想说的是科奥，”阿拉维斯说道，”不，你别说话。有些事情我得立刻说出来。我很抱歉，我曾经是一头蠢猪。但在知道你是王子之前，我已经改变了，说老实话：你跑回来对抗狮子时，我真的改变了。”

"It wasn't really going to kill you at all, that Lion," said Cor.

“那狮子，压根儿不是真的要杀死你。”科奥说。

"I know," said Aravis, nodding. Both were still and solemn for a moment as each saw that the other knew about Aslan.

“我知道，”阿拉维斯点点头说道。彼此都看出对方了解阿斯兰时，有好一会儿，两个人变得沉默无言、严肃庄重。

Suddenly Aravis remembered Cor's bandaged hand. "I say!" she cried, "I forgot! You've been in a battle. Is that a wound?"

阿拉维斯突然记起科奥裹着绷带的手。”啊呀！，”她大声叫道，”我竟忘记了！你参加了战斗。这是受的伤吗?”

"A mere scratch," said Cor, using for the first time a rather lordly tone. But a moment later he burst out laughing and said, "If you want to know the truth, it isn't a proper wound at all. I only took the skin off my knuckles just as any clumsy fool might do without going near a battle."

“不过擦破一点皮。”科奥说道，第一次用了王公大臣的口气。但一会儿后他哈哈大笑着说道，”如果你想知道真相，那就压根儿不算是正式受伤。我只不过是在指关节上擦掉了皮，没有接近过战场的任何笨拙的傻瓜，都会这样受伤的。”

"Still you were in the battle," said Aravis. "It must have been wonderful."

“可你毕竟是参加了战斗，”阿拉维斯说，”这必定是了不得、不得了的。”

"It wasn't at all like what I thought," said Cor.

“压根儿不像我原先想像的那样。”科奥说。

"But Sha - Cor, I mean - you haven't told me anything yet about King Lune and how he found out who you were."

“但沙——我本来想说科奥——关于国王伦恩和他怎样发现你是谁的事，你还一点儿也没有跟我谈起呢。”

"Well, let's sit down," said Cor. "For it's rather a long story. And by the way, Father's an absolute brick. I'd be just as pleased - or very nearly - at finding he's my father even if he wasn't a king. Even though Education and all sorts of horrible things are going to happen to me. But you want the story. Well, Corin and I were twins. And about a week after we were both born, apparently, they took us to a wise old Centaur in Narnia to be blessed or something. Now this Centaur was a prophet as a good many Centaurs are. Perhaps you haven't seen any Centaurs yet? There were some in the battle yesterday. Most remarkable people, but I can't say I feel quite at home with them yet. I say, Aravis, there are going to be a lot of things to get used to in these Northern countries."

“好吧，让我们坐下来谈，”科奥说，”因为这是很长的故事。顺便说一句，父亲是个绝对的好心人。发现他是我的父亲，哪怕他不是个国王，我也会同样高兴的；尽管教育和其他种种可怕的事情都要逼到我头上来了。但你要听的是故事。哦，原来科林和我是孪生兄弟。很明显，我们俩出生后一个星期，他们就把我们带到纳尼亚一个年迈聪明的人头马家里，去接受祝福什么的。却说这怪物是个预言家，就像许多优秀的人头马那样。昨天的战斗中也有几个人头马，确是最最杰出的人物：但我跟它们在一起还不能感到十分自在。我说，阿拉维斯，在这些北方国家里，我们有许多东西必须习惯起来才好。”

"Yes, there are," said Aravis. "But get on with the story."

“是的，有好多哩，”阿拉维斯说道，”可你把故事讲下去啊！”

"Well, as soon as he saw Corin and me, it seems this Centaur looked at me and said, A day will come when that boy will save Archenland from the deadliest danger in which ever she lay. So of course my Father and Mother were very pleased. But there was someone present who wasn't. This was a chap called the Lord Bar who had been Father's Lord Chancellor. And apparently he'd done something wrong - bezzling or some word like that - I didn't understand that part very well - and Father had had to dismiss him. But nothing else was done to him and he was allowed to go on living in Archenland. But he must have been as bad as he could be, for it came out afterwards he had been in the pay of the Tisroc and had sent a lot of secret information to Tashbaan. So as soon as he heard I was going to save Archenland from a great danger he decided I must be put out of the way. Well, he succeeded in kidnapping me (I don't exactly know how) and rode away down the Winding Arrow to the coast. He'd had everything prepared and there was a ship manned with his own followers lying ready for him and he put out to sea with me on board. But Father got wind of it, though not quite in time, and was after him as quickly as he could. The Lord Bar was already at sea when Father reached the coast, but not out of sight. And Father was embarked in one of his own warships within twenty minutes.

“哦，一看见科林和我，这怪物似乎瞧着我说道：有朝一日，这孩子将把阿钦兰从它从未遇到过的致命危险中拯救出来。所以，我的父亲和母亲当然十分高兴。然而，有个在场的人并不高兴。这是个叫做巴尔勋爵的家伙，他曾经做过我父亲手下的大法官。显然他犯了些错误——贪污渎职或者类似这样的词儿——这段情节我不大明白——父亲不得不解除他的职务，但没有对他作其他惩罚，仍旧允许他继续生活在阿钦兰。但他必定是尽可能为非作歹，因为后来查明，他曾经接受蒂斯罗克的收买，把许多秘密情报送到了塔什班城。所以，他一听见我将把阿钦兰从极大的危险中拯救出来，就下定决心必须把我除掉。接着，他成功地绑架了我(我不知道究竟怎样绑架的)，骑马沿着旋箭河跑往海滩。他把一切都准备好了，有一条由他的随从们控制的船在那儿等他，他带着我上船出海去了。但我父亲风闻其事，虽然不太及时，还是尽力地追赶。父亲到达海滩时，巴尔勋爵已经出海，但还望得见。父亲在二十分钟之内便跳上了他的一艘战舰。

"It must have been a wonderful chase. They were six days following Bar's galleon and brought her to battle on the seventh. It was a great sea-fight (I heard a lot about it yesterday evening) from ten o'clock in the morning till sunset. Our people took the ship in the end. But I wasn't there. The Lord Bar himself had been killed in the battle. But one of his men said that, early that morning, as soon as he saw he was certain to be overhauled, Bar had given me to one of his knights and sent us both away in the ship's boat. And that boat was never seen again. But of course that was the same boat that Aslan (he seems to be at the back of all the stories) pushed ashore at the right place for Arsheesh to pick me up. I wish I knew that knight's name, for he must have kept me alive and starved himself to do it."

“这必定是一场了不得的跟踪追击。他们追赶巴尔的大帆船六天六夜，第七天逼得他交战。这是一次伟大的海战(昨儿晚上我听到人家讲了许许多多)，从上午十点钟一直打到日落西山。我们的士卒终于占领了那条大帆船。但我不在那船上。巴尔勋爵本人在战斗中给杀死了。但他手下的一个人说，那天大清早，他刚发觉他必将被追上时，便把我交给了一个武士，用一只小艇把我们两人送走了。那小艇永远没有人再见到过。但是，当然啰，阿斯兰(看来一切故事的背后都有阿斯兰在安排哩)把它推到海滩上恰当的地方，以便阿什伊什把我捡起来的，便是这只小艇。我希望我能知道这位武士的姓名，因为他为保住我的生命，自己忍饥挨饿，把一切留给我吃。”;

"I suppose Aslan would say that was part of someone else's story," said Aravis.

“我想，阿斯兰会说，这一部分是另一个人的故事了。”阿拉维斯说。

"I was forgetting that," said Cor.

“我倒忘了这一点了。”科奥说。

"And I wonder how the prophecy will work out," said Aravis, "and what the great danger is that you're to save Archenland from."

“我很想知道这预言是怎样成为事实的，”阿拉维斯说道，”阿钦兰碰到的究竟是什么大危险，需要你去把它拯救出来?”

"Well," said Cor rather awkwardly, "they seem to think I've done it already."

“哦，哦，”科奥相当尴尬地说道，”他们好像认为我已经救了阿钦兰了。”

Aravis clapped her hands. "Why, of course!" she said. "How stupid I am. And how wonderful! Archenland can never be in much greater danger than it was when Rabadash had crossed the Arrow with his two hundred horse and you hadn't yet got through with your message. Don't you feel proud?"

阿拉维斯双手鼓掌。”噢，当然啦！”她说道，”我多么愚蠢。你多么了不起啊！拉巴达什带着他的二百人马渡过旋箭河，而你还没有把讯息送到，那时候阿钦兰的危险大到了极点。你不觉得自豪吗?”

"I think I feel a bit scared," said Cor.

“我认为我觉得有点儿惶恐。”科奥说。

"And you'll be living at Anvard now," said Aravis rather wistfully.

“现在你将在安瓦德生活下去了。”阿拉维斯若有所思地说道。

"Oh!" said Cor, "I'd nearly forgotten what I came about. Father wants you to come and live with us. He says there's been no lady in the court (they call it the court, I don't know why) since Mother died. Do, Aravis. You'll like Father - and Corin. They're not like me; they've been properly brought up. You needn't be afraid that -"

“啊！”科奥说道，”我几乎把我上这儿来的使命忘了。父亲要你来和我们住在一起。他说他宫廷里(他们都管它叫宫廷，我不知道为什么)自从母亲去世以来，一直没有女士。来吧，阿拉维斯。你会喜欢父亲——和科林的。他们不像我：他们都是合乎体统地培养大的。你无需害怕……”

"Oh stop it," said Aravis, "or we'll have a real fight. Of course I'll come."

“噢，别说了，”阿拉维斯说，”不然我们真要打架了。当然我会来的。”

"Now let's go and see the Horses," said Cor.

“现在让我们去看看马儿。”科奥说。

There was a great and joyous meeting between Bree and Cor, and Bree, who was still in a rather subdued frame of mind, agreed to set out for Anvard at once: he and Hwin would cross into Narnia on the following day. All four bade an affectionate farewell to the Hermit and promised that they would soon visit him again. By about the middle of the morning they were on their way. The Horses had expected that Aravis and Cor would ride, but Cor explained that except in war, where everyone must do what he can do best, no one in Narnia or Archenland ever dreamed of mounting a Talking Horse.

布里和科奥的相见，十分了得，也十分快乐，布里仍处于压抑状态，但它同意立刻向安瓦德出发：它同赫温将在翌日经由安瓦德进入纳尼亚境内。四个人马一齐跟隐士依依告别，答应不久再来拜望他。上午过了一半，他们就上路了。马儿们料想阿拉维斯和科奥会乘马走的，但科奥解释道，除非遇到人人必须尽其所能地贡献最大力量的战争，不论在纳尼亚或阿钦兰，没有一个人会梦想骑那会说人话的马儿代步的。

This reminded poor Bree again of how little he knew about Narnian customs and what dreadful mistakes he might make. So while Hwin strolled along in a happy dream, Bree got more nervous and more self-conscious with every step he took.

这事再次提醒布里：它对纳尼亚的风俗习惯知道得那么少，很可能犯可怕的错误。所以，赫温做着好梦一路走去时，布里变得每走一步便越发忐忑不安和忸怩不自然了。

"Buck up, Bree," said Cor. "It's far worse for me than for you. You aren't going to be educated. I shall be learning reading and writing and heraldry and dancing and history and music while you'll be galloping and rolling on the hills of Narnia to your heart's content."

“布里，振作起来吧，”科奥说道，”我的处境远比你难熬哩。我要去接受教育，我要去学习读书、写字、纹章、跳舞、历史、音乐等等，而你可以在纳尼亚的小山上驰骋、打滚，玩个心满意足埃”

"But that's just the point," groaned Bree. "Do Talking Horses roll? Supposing they don't? I can't bear to give it up. What do you think, Hwin?"

“但这正好是个问题，”布里咕哝道，”说人话的马儿打滚吗?如果它们不打滚呢?要放弃打滚，我可受不了。赫温，你怎么想呢?”

"I'm going to roll anyway," said Hwin. "I don't suppose any of them will care two lumps of sugar whether you roll or not."

“我无论如何要打滚的，”赫温说道，”你是否打滚，我看它们随便哪一个都不会介意的。”

"Are we near that castle?" said Bree to Cor.

“我们走近城堡了吗?”布里对科奥说道。

"Round the next bend," said the Prince.

“转过下一个弯就是了。”王子道。”

"Well," said Bree, "I'm going to have a good one now: it may be the last. Wait for me a minute."

“好吧，”布里说，”现在我要好好地打一个滚儿，也许这是最后一次打滚了。请等我一会儿。”

It was five minutes before he rose again, blowing hard and covered with bits of bracken.

五分钟后，布里打过滚从地上站起来了，剧烈地喷着鼻息，浑身都是斑斑点点的羊齿植物。

"Now I'm ready," he said in a voice of profound gloom. "Lead on, Prince Cor, Narnia and the North."

“现在我准备好了，”布里用一种深沉的愁闷声调说道，”科奥王子，带路吧。走向纳尼亚和北方。”

But he looked more like a horse going to a funeral than a long-lost captive returning to home and freedom.

然而，布里的神情，与其说是一个长期流落他乡的俘虏回到了它的家乡和自由天地，不如说是一匹马儿走向它的殡葬地。

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CHAPTER FIFTEEN RABADASH THE RIDICULOUS

15、可笑的拉巴达什

THE next turn of the road- brought them out from among the trees and there, across green lawns, sheltered from the north wind by the high wooded ridge at its back, they saw the castle of Anvard. It was very old and built of a warm, reddish-brown stone.

道路再转一个弯，他们便出了树林；越过苍翠的连片草地，就望得见安瓦德的城堡了。城堡的背后是高高的、林木森森的山脊，给它挡住了北风。城堡很古老，用暖红棕色石头砌成。

Before they had reached the gate King Lune came out to meet them, not looking at all like Aravis's idea of a king and wearing the oldest of old clothes; for he had just come from making a round of the kennels with his Huntsman and had only stopped for a moment to wash his doggy hands. But the bow with which he greeted Aravis as he took her hand would have been stately enough for an Emperor.

他们还没有走到城门口，国王伦恩就出来迎接他们了，看上去压根儿不像阿拉维斯心目中的国王，竟穿着旧衣服中最旧的衣服哩；因为他刚带着他的猎人们巡视他的养狗场回来，才歇一歇洗洗他那碰过狗儿的手。但他搀着阿拉维斯的手向她鞠躬致意时，其风度之庄严堂皇，就足以表明他是个皇帝了。

"Little lady," he said, "we bid you very heartily welcome. If my dear wife were still alive we could make you better cheer but could not do it with a better will. And I am sorry that you have had misfortunes and been driven from your father's house, which cannot but be a grief to you. My son Cor has told me about your adventures together and all your valour."

“小姐，”他说，”我们由衷地欢迎你。如果我亲爱的妻子还健在，我们能让你更加兴高采烈，但现在是心有余而力不足了。我感到惋惜：你遭到了不幸，被令尊逐出家庭，这对你必然是件伤心事。我的儿子科奥跟我讲过你们一起经历的惊险事件和你的种种勇敢的行为。”

"It was he who did all that, Sir," said Aravis. "Why, he rushed at a lion to save me."

“一切勇敢的行为都是他干出来的，陛下，”阿拉维斯说道，”他还冲到一头狮子跟前去救我哩。”

"Eh, what's that?" said King Lune, his face brightening. "I haven't heard that part of the story."

“啊，那是怎么一回事?”国王伦恩说，面露喜色，”那段故事我没听他说过呀。”

Then Aravis told it. And Cor, who had very much wanted the story to be known, though he felt he couldn't tell it himself, didn't enjoy it so much as he had expected, and indeed felt rather foolish. But his father enjoyed it very much indeed and in the course of the next few weeks told it to so many people that Cor wished it had never happened.

于是阿拉维斯便讲了这段故事。科奥原是很想让人知道这故事的，尽管他觉得不好意思由他自己讲出来；听她讲时，他却并不像原来期待的那样欣赏这件事了，倒觉得愚蠢可笑。可他的父亲确实十分欣赏，在接连几个星期里一直讲给许多人听，弄得科奥但愿这件事从来没有发生过。

Then the King turned to Hwin and Bree and was just as polite to them as to Aravis, and asked them a lot of questions about their families and where they had lived in Narnia before they had been captured. The Horses were rather tongue-tied for they weren't yet used to being talked to as equals by Humans grown-up Humans, that is. They didn't mind Aravis and Cor.

国王随即转向赫温和布里，对待它们像对待阿拉维斯一样客气，问起它们许多问题：它们的家庭，被俘之前住在纳尼亚的什么地方。马儿们张口结舌，说不出话来，因为它们还不习惯于人们平等地跟它们说话——当然是指大人们。对阿拉维斯和科奥这样的孩子，它们倒不拘束。

Presently Queen Lucy came out from the castle and joined them and King Lune said to Aravis, "My dear, here is a loving friend of our house, and she has been seeing that your apartments are put to rights for you better than I could have done it."

露茜女王不久从城堡里出来，跟他们待在一起，国王伦恩对阿拉维斯说，”我亲爱的，我们家的一位可爱的朋友来了，她已经在关心你那居室的安排；由她经管，要比由我来办好得多。”

"You'd like to come and see them, wouldn't you?" said Lucy, kissing Aravis. They liked each other at once and soon went away together to talk about Aravis's bedroom and Aravis's boudoir and about getting clothes for her, and all the sort of things girls do talk about on such an occasion.

“你愿意来看看吗?”露茜亲吻阿拉维斯，说道。她们立刻互相喜欢起对方来了，不久就一同走开去，谈起阿拉维斯的寝室和梳妆室，谈起要给阿拉维斯穿的衣服，以及姑娘们在这种场合总要谈起的诸如此类的事情。

After lunch, which they had on the terrace (it was cold birds and cold game pie and wine and bread and cheese), King Lune ruffled up his brow and heaved a sigh and said, "Heigh-ho! We have still that sorry creature Rabadash on our hands, my friends, and must needs resolve what to do with him."

他们在阳台上吃午饭(冷盘杂鸟、冷盘野味馅饼、酒、面包、干酪)，饭后，国王伦恩皱皱眉头，叹了一口气，说道：”嗨！我的朋友们，我们手里还有个丑角拉巴达什，必须决定如何处理他才好。”

Lucy was sitting on the King's right and Aravis on his left. King Edmund sat at one end of the table and the Lord Darrin faced him at the other. Dar and Peridan and Cor and Corin were on the same side as the King.

露茜正坐在国王的右边，阿拉维斯坐在他的左边。国王爱德蒙坐在桌子的一头，达兰勋爵坐在面对他的另一头。达尔、珀里丹、科奥、科林都坐在国王的同一边。

"Your Majesty would have a perfect right to strike off his head," said Peridan. "Such an assault as he made puts him on a level with assassins."

“陛下完全有权利砍掉他的脑袋，”珀里丹说，”他进行这样的突然袭击，就把他自己放到跟刺客相同的地位上了。”

"It is very true," said Edmund. "But even a traitor may mend. I have known one that did." And he looked very thoughtful.

“这是十分确实的，”爱德蒙说，”但即使是奸细也可以改过。我就认识一个改邪归正的奸细。”他显得深思熟虑。"

"To kill this Rabadash would go near to raising war with the Tisroc," said Darrin.

“杀掉拉巴达什就接近于向蒂斯罗克挑动战争。”达兰说道。

"A fig for the Tisroc," said King Lune. "His strength is in numbers and numbers will never cross the desert. But I have no stomach for killing men (even traitors) in cold blood. To have cut his throat in the battle would have eased my heart mightily, but this is a different thing."

“蒂斯罗克算什么，”国王伦恩说道，”他的力量在于人多势众，而人多就永远穿越不了大沙漠。但我没有冷酷地杀人的心肠，哪怕他是个奸细。在战场上砍断他的喉管我倒十分心安理得：但这是截然不同的。”

"By my counsel," said Lucy, "your Majesty shall give him another trial. Let him go free on strait promise of fair dealing in the future. It may be that he will keep his word."

“我的建议是，”露茜说，”陛下再给他一次考验。可以放他自由回去，如果他作出严格的承诺，保证将来光明磊落，公平待人。说不定他会信守诺言的。”

"Maybe Apes will grow honest, Sister," said Edmund. "But, by the Lion, if he breaks it again, may it be in such time and place that any of us could swap off his head in clean battle."

“妹妹，也许无尾猿会变得诚实的吧。”爱德蒙说，”不过，凭狮子起誓，如果他再破坏诺言，那么到那时，我们任何人都可以在干净利落的战争中砍掉他的脑袋。”

"It shall be tried," said the King: and then to one of the attendants, "Send for the prisoner, friend."

“试试看吧，”国王说，然后吩咐侍从道，”朋友，把俘虏带上来。”

Rabadash was brought before them in chains. To look at him anyone would have supposed that he had passed the night in a noisome dungeon without food or water; but in reality he had been shut up in quite a comfortable room and provided with an excellent supper. But as he was sulking far too furiously to touch the supper and had spent the whole night stamping and roaring and cursing, he naturally did not now look his best.

戴着铁链的拉巴达什给带了上来。瞧瞧他的模样，任何人都会猜想他是在一个喧闹的地牢里过了一夜，既没有食物，又没有水喝；事实上他却是给关在一个十分舒服的房间里，供他吃的伙食也十分精美。但因为他生气得非常厉害，晚饭一点也不肯吃，又整夜顿足、吼叫、咒骂，现在看上去自然不是他最好的模样儿了。

"Your royal Highness needs not to be told," said King Lune, "that by the law of nations as well as by all reasons of prudent policy, we have as good right to your head as ever one mortal man had against another. Nevertheless, in consideration of your youth and the ill nurture, devoid of all gentilesse and courtesy, which you have doubtless had in the land of slaves and tyrants, we are disposed to set you free, unharmed, on these conditions: first, that-"

“无需多说，殿下也知道，”国王伦恩说道，”根据国家的法律，根据审慎的政策的种种理由，我们有权要求砍掉你的脑袋，正如一个人有权处置另一个不共戴天的敌人一样。然而，考虑到你年纪还轻，天性粗暴，缺少各种教养和礼貌，凡此无疑都是在一个暴君和奴隶的国度里沾染上的恶习，我们倾向于不加害于你，释放你回家，条件是：第一……”

"Curse you for a barbarian dog!" spluttered Rabadash. "Do you think I will even hear your conditions? Faugh! You talk very largely of nurture and I know not what. It's easy, to a man in chains, ha! Take off these vile bonds, give me a sword, and let any of you who dares then debate with me."

“我咒骂你这野蛮的狗东西！“拉巴达什唾沫四溅地嚷嚷道，”你以为我会听你的条件吗?呸！你大谈天性和其他不知所云的话。对一个用链条束缚着的人说这种话是容易的，哼！解开这些该死的链条，给我一把剑，那时，你们哪一个敢来和我辩论！”

Nearly all the lords sprang to their feet, and Corin shouted:

几乎所有的王子贵族都跳了起来，科林大声叫道：

"Father! Can I box him? Please."

“父王！我能揍他吗?行吗?”

"Peace! Your Majesties! My Lords!" said King Lune. "Have we no more gravity among us than to be so chafed by the taunt of a pajock? Sit down, Corin, or shaft leave the table. I ask your Highness again, to hear our conditions."

“安静下来！陛下，各位王子贵族！”国王伦恩说道，”难道我们没有涵养到如此地步，一个混蛋的辱骂就把我们激怒了?坐下，科林，不然你就离开桌子吧。我再次要求殿下仔细听听我们的条件。”

"I hear no conditions from barbarians and sorcerers," said Rabadash. "Not one of you dare touch a hair of my head. Every insult you have heaped on me shall be paid with oceans of Narnian and Archenlandish blood. Terrible shall the vengeance of the Tisroc be: even now. But kill me, and the burnings and torturings in these northern lands shall become a tale to frighten the world a thousand years hence. Beware! Beware! Beware! The bolt of Tash falls from above!"

“我不听外邦人和术士提出的条件，”拉巴达什说道，”你们没有一个人敢碰我脑袋上的一根头发，你们对我的种种侮辱，将要用纳尼亚人和阿钦兰人的血海来偿还，蒂斯罗克的报复是可怕的，哪怕现在也是可怕的。如果杀了我，那么，在北方土地上的焚烧和折磨之灾，将成为今后一千年震惊世界的故事。小心！小心！小心！小心塔什神的雷霆从天上打下来！”

"Does it ever get caught on a hook half-way?" asked Corin.

“雷霆会中途在钩子上钩住吗?”科林问道。

"Shame, Corin," said the King. "Never taunt a man save when he is stronger than you: then, as you please."

“你太不像话了，科林，”国王说，”永远别取笑奚落人，除非对方比你强大；对方比你强时，那就悉听尊便了。”

"Oh you foolish Rabadash," sighed Lucy.

“你这愚蠢的拉巴达什埃”露茜叹息道。

Next moment Cor wondered why everyone at the table had risen and was standing perfectly still. Of course he did the same himself. And then he saw the reason. Aslan was among them though no one had seen him coming. Rabadash started as the immense shape of the Lion paced softly in between him and his accusers.

接下来的刹那间，科奥心中纳罕：为什么坐在桌子旁的所有人都站起来了，而且都一动也不动地站在那儿。当然，他自己也站起来了。这时他才明白了其中的缘故。阿斯兰跟他们在一起，虽然没有一个人看见它进来。狮子巨大的躯体在拉巴达什和谴责他的人们之间轻轻地来回踱步时，拉巴达什吃了一惊。

"Rabadash," said Aslan. "Take heed. Your doom is very near, but you may still avoid it. Forget your pride (what have you to be proud of?) and your anger (who has done you wrong?) and accept the mercy of these good kings."

“拉巴达尔，”阿斯兰说道，”别掉以轻心了。你的厄运近在眼前，但你仍旧可以避免厄运的。忘掉你的骄傲(你有什么可骄傲的?)，忘掉你的愤怒(有谁损害你来着?)，接受这些善良的国王们的怜悯慈悲吧。”

Then Rabadash rolled his eyes and spread out his mouth into a horrible, long mirthless grin like a shark, and wagged his ears up and down (anyone can learn how to do this if they take the trouble). He had always found this very effective in Calormen. The bravest had trembled when he made these faces, and ordinary people had fallen to the floor, and sensitive people had often fainted. But what Rabadash hadn't realized is that it is very easy to frighten people who know you can have them boiled alive the moment you give the word. The grimaces didn't look at all alarming in Archenland; indeed Lucy only thought Rabadash was going to be sick.

拉巴达什这时转动眼珠，张开嘴巴，像鲨鱼似的发出可怕而沉闷的露齿狞笑，上下摆动着耳朵(如果肯费工夫，任何人都能学会的)。从前在卡乐门他这一套总是很奏效的。他做这鬼脸时，最勇敢的人发抖，普普通通的人倒在地上，神经过敏的人往往昏厥过去。然而拉巴达什不曾认识到的事实是：老百姓知道，你只要下个命令便可立刻把他们活活煮死，要吓唬他们自然是容易的。在阿钦兰，扮鬼脸看来压根儿不惊人；事实上，露茜只觉得拉巴达什大概快要生病了。

"Demon! Demon! Demon!" shrieked the Prince. "I know you. You are the foul fiend of Narnia. You are the enemy of the gods. Learn who I am, horrible phantasm. I am descended from Tash, the inexorable, the irresistible. the curse of Tash is upon you. Lightning in the shape of scorpions shall be rained on you. The mountains of Narnia shall be ground into dust. The-"

“魔鬼！魔鬼！魔鬼！”王子尖声叫道，”我知道你。你是纳尼亚的邪恶的魔王。你是众神的仇敌。可怕的幽灵，叫你知道我是谁吧。我是毫不宽容、不可抗拒的塔什神的后裔。塔什神的诅咒落在你头上。蝎子形的闪电将像雨点般打在你身上。纳尼亚的火山将化为尘土……”

"Have a care, Rabadash," said Aslan quietly. "The doom is nearer now: it is at the door: it has lifted the latch."

“留点儿神，拉巴达什，”阿斯兰平静地说道，”厄运如今更逼近了，厄运就在门外，厄运拔掉门闩了。”

"Let the skies fall," shrieked Rabadash. "Let the earth gape! Let blood and fire obliterate the world! But be sure I will never desist till I have dragged to my palace by her hair the barbarian queen, the daughter of dogs, the -"

“让天塌下来吧，”拉巴达什尖声叫道，”让地裂开来吧！让血与火湮没这世界吧！但是我管保决不断念、罢休，我一定要揪住那狗东西的女儿，揪住那外邦女王的头发，把她拖到我的王宫里去……”

"The hour has struck," said Aslan: and Rabadash saw, to his supreme horror, that everyone had begun to laugh.

“时辰到了。”阿斯兰说道，拉巴达什看到人人都开始哈哈大笑，心里惶恐之至。

They couldn't help it. Rabadash had been wagging his ears all the time and as soon as Aslan said, "The hour has struck!" the ears began to change. They grew longer and more pointed and soon were covered with grey hair. And while everyone was wondering where they had seen ears like that before, Rabadash's face began to change too. It grew longer, and thicker at the top and larger eyed, and the nose sank back into the face (or else the face swelled out and became all nose) and there was hair all over it. And his arms grew longer and came down in front of him till his hands were resting on the ground: only they weren't hands, now, they were hoofs. And he was standing on all fours, and his clothes disappeared, and everyone laughed louder and louder (because they couldn't help it) for now what had been Rabadash was, simply and unmistakably, a donkey. The terrible thing was that his human speech lasted just a moment longer than his human shape, so that when he realized the change that was coming over him, he screamed out:

他们没法儿不笑。拉巴达什一直在上下摆动着耳朵，阿斯兰刚说”时辰到了”，那双耳朵便开始变化。耳朵愈变愈长、愈尖，不久耳朵上又长满了灰色的毛。大伙正琢磨着以前在什么地方见过这样的耳朵时，拉巴达什的脸也开始变化了。脸变得长了，顶上变厚了，眼睛变大了，鼻子陷进脸蛋里去了(不然的话，就是脸鼓出来了，变成全是鼻子了)，脸上到处都是毛。他的胳膊变长，在前边儿垂了下来，直至双手碰到地面：不过现在不是手了，而是蹄子了。他四脚落地站在那儿，他身上的衣服也消失了，人人哈哈大笑，愈笑愈响(他们不由自主地要笑)，因为当初的拉巴达什如今干干脆脆地变成一头驴子。可怕的是，他那人的语言比他那人的形体仅仅多保留了一会儿时间，当他认识到他身上所发生的变化时，他叫喊道：

"Oh, not a Donkey! Mercy! If it were even a horse - e'en - a hor - eeh - auh, eeh-auh." And so the words died away into a donkey's bray.

“啊，不要变成一头驴子！可怜可怜吧。哪怕是变成一匹马——哪怕是——匹马——嗯—啊—霍—伊赫—奥赫，伊赫—奥赫。”语言便消失在驴叫声里了。

"Now hear me, Rabadash," said Aslan. "Justice shall be mixed with mercy. You shall not always be an Ass."

“拉巴达什，你听着。”阿斯兰说道，”公正的审判里将包含着大慈大悲。你将来不会永远是头驴子的。”

At this of course the Donkey twitched its ears forward and that also was so funny that everybody laughed all the more. They tried not to, but they tried in vain.

阿斯兰说这话的过程中，驴子把它的耳朵向前扭过来静听——这副形状也十分可笑，大家越发哈哈大笑了。他们竭力克制，可是克制不了。

"You have appealed to Tash," said Aslan. "And in the temple of Tash you shall be healed. You must stand before the altar of Tash in Tashbaan at the great Autumn Feast this year and there, in the sight of all Tashbaan, your ass's shape will fall from you and all men will know you for Prince Rabadash. But as long as you live, if ever you go more than ten miles away from the great temple in Tashbaan you shall instantly become again as you now are. And from that second change there will be no return."

“你曾诉之于塔什神，”阿斯兰说道，”你将在塔什神的神庙里得到康复。今年伟大的秋节里，你必须站在塔什班城塔什神的祭台跟前，当着全部塔什班人的面，你那驴子的形体将从你身上脱落，大家都将认出你就是王子拉巴达什。然而，在你活着的时候，如果你走到离塔什班城伟大神庙十英里之外的地方，你就会立刻重新变成你现在那副模样。若你第二次变成驴子，那就万劫不复了。”

There was a short silence and then they all stirred and looked at one another as if they were waking from sleep. Aslan was gone. But there was a brightness in the air and on the grass, and a joy in their hearts, which assured them that he had been no dream: and anyway, there was the donkey in front of them.

短短的一阵寂静，然后他们都动弹起来了，你看我我看你，倒像刚从睡梦中醒来似的。阿斯兰走了。但空中草上留有一道光华，他们的心里留有一股欢欣，凡此都向他们保证阿斯兰可不是梦幻；而且，无论如何，他们眼前就有一头驴子。

King Lune was the kindest-hearted of men and on seeing his enemy in this regrettable condition he forgot all his anger.

国王伦恩是男子汉中最为慈悲心肠的，眼见他的敌人处于这种懊悔不迭的境地，他把愤怒全都忘记了。

"Your royal Highness," he said. "I am most truly sorry that things have come to this extremity. Your Highness will bear witness that it was none of our doing. And of course we shall be delighted to provide your Highness with shipping back to Tashbaan for the - er - treatment which Aslan has prescribed. You shall have every comfort which your Highness's situation allows: the best of the cattleboats - the freshest carrots and thistles -"

“殿下，”他说道，”事情弄到这般极端的地步，我确实深感遗憾。殿下亲眼目睹，这一点儿也不是我们搞出来的。我们当然乐于提供船只，送殿下回塔什班去，按照阿斯兰的处方，求得康复。殿下将得到眼前你的处境所容许的各种舒舒服服的招待：最好的装载牲口的船——最新鲜的胡萝卜和野蓟……”

But a deafening bray from the Donkey and a well-aimed kick at one of the guards made it clear that these kindly offers were ungratefully received.

但震耳欲聋的一声驴叫，以及瞄准警卫的狠狠一脚，清清楚楚地证明：这些好心的优待，对方可毫不领情。’

And here, to get him out of the way, I'd better finish off the story of Rabadash. He (or it) was duly sent back by boat to Tashbaan and brought into the temple of Tash at the great Autumn Festival, and then he became a man again. But of course four or five thousand people had seen the transformation and the affair could not possibly be hushed up. And after the old Tisroc's death when Rabadash became Tisroc in his place he turned out the most peaceable Tisroc Calormen had ever known. This was because, not daring to go more than ten miles from Tashbaan, he could never go on a war himself: and he didn't want his Tarkaans to win fame in the wars at his expense, for that is the way Tisrocs get overthrown. But though his reasons were selfish, it made things much more comfortable for all the smaller countries round Calormen. His own people never forgot that he had been a donkey. During his reign, and to his face, he was called Rabadash the Peacemaker, but after his death and behind his back he was called Rabadash the Ridiculous, and if you look him up in a good History of Calormen (try the local library) you will find him under that name. And to this day in Calormene schools, if you do anything unusually stupid, you are very likely to be called "a second Rabadash".

这儿，为了不再提到他，我还是把拉巴达什的故事讲完为好。他(或是它)被及时用船送回塔什班城，并在伟大的秋节被送进塔什神的神庙，于是重新变成了一个人。当然有四五千人亲眼目睹了他的这一变化，这件事就没法儿秘而不宣了。老蒂斯罗克去世了，拉巴达什便代替他做了蒂斯罗克，他变成了有史以来卡乐门最和平的蒂斯罗克。这是因为他不敢跑到离塔什班城十英里以外的地方；他就没法儿亲自参加战争，而他又不愿意让他手下的泰坎们在损害他权势的条件下从战争中获得声誉，因为蒂斯罗克们都是这样被推翻的。但尽管他的动机是自私自利的，却使卡乐门周围的小国家日子过得舒服多了。他自己的老百姓可从来没有忘记他曾经是一头驴子。在他统治期间，当着他的面，人们称他为”和平缔造者”，但在他死后以及在他背后，人们称他为”可笑的拉巴达什”，如果你在一本优秀的《卡乐门史》里(不妨到地方图书馆去找一下)查找他的事迹，你就会发现他是被列在”可笑的拉巴达什”那个条目下的。直到今天，在卡乐门的学校里，如果你做了什么异乎寻常地愚蠢的事情，你就很可能被称为”第二个拉巴达什”。

Meanwhile at Anvard everyone was very glad that he had been disposed of before the real fun began, which was a grand feast held that evening on the lawn before the castle, with dozens of lanterns to help the moonlight. And the wine flowed and tales were told and jokes were cracked, and then silence was made and the King's poet with two fiddlers stepped out into the middle of the circle. Aravis and Cor prepared themselves to be bored, for the only poetry they knew was the Calormene kind, and you know now what that was like. But at the very first scrape of the fiddles a rocket seemed to go up inside their heads, and the poet sang the great old lay of Fair Olvin and how he fought the Giant Pire and turned him into stone (and that is the origin of Mount Pire - it was a two-headed Giant) and won the Lady Liln for his bride; and when it was over they wished it was going to begin again. And though Bree couldn't sing he told the story of the fight at Zalindreh. And Lucy told again (they had all, except Aravis and Cor, heard it many times but they all wanted it again) the tale of the Wardrobe and how she and King Edmund and Queen Susan and Peter the High King had first come into Narnia.

在此期间，在安瓦德城里人人都十分高兴，拉巴达什已经遣送回去了，城里真正的赏心乐事便开始了。那是个盛大的宴会，当天晚上在城堡前的草坪上举行，张着几十盏灯，灯光同月光互相映辉。酒像水一样流淌。人们讲着故事，说着笑话，然后是一片寂静，国王的诗人带着两个提琴手走进人们围成的圈子中央。阿拉维斯和科奥原是准备忍受沉闷无聊的，因为他们懂得的诗篇不过是卡乐门的那种诗歌，而现在才知道诗歌是什么玩艺儿了。但提琴刚演奏开头的曲调，就仿佛有个火箭飞进了他们的头脑里，诗人唱着伟大的古老歌谣，关于漂亮的奥尔文的歌谣，关于他怎样和巨人皮尔作战，把巨人变成了石头(这就是皮尔峰的来历——一个生着两个脑袋的巨人)，并且赢得莉尔恩小姐做他的新娘。歌谣唱完时，他们真希望诗人重新再唱一遍。布里虽然不会唱，却讲了扎林德雷之战的故事。露茜又讲了大衣柜以及她和国王爱德蒙、女王苏珊以及至尊王彼得最初进入纳尼亚的故事。除开阿拉维斯和科奥，他们大家都听她讲过好几遍了，但他们都想再听一遍。

And presently, as was certain to happen sooner or later, King Lune said if was time for young people to be in bed. "And tomorrow, Cor," he added, "shalt come over all the castle with me and see the estres and mark all its strength and weakness: for it will be thine to guard when I'm gone."

不久，国王伦恩说话了，他迟早总要说的：该是年轻人上床睡觉的时候了。”明天，科奥，”他补充道，”你要同我一起去视察所有的城堡，瞧瞧城堡的状况，判明它的一切力量和弱点：因为我离开人世的时候，城堡就属于你、由你来保卫了。”

"But Corin will be the King then, Father," said Cor.

“但父王，那时科林就是国王了。”

"Nay, lad," said King Lune, "thou art my heir. The crown comes to thee."

“不，孩子，”国王伦恩说道，”你是我的继承人。王冠要传给你的。”

"But I don't want it," said Cor. "I'd far rather-"

“但我不要王冠，”科奥说，”我倒宁可……”

"'Tis no question what thou wantest, Cor, nor I either. 'Tis in the course of law."

“这不是你要不要的问题，科奥，也不是我要不要的问题。这是法律所规定的。”

"But if we're twins we must be the same age."

“但如果我们是孪生兄弟，我们必定是同年的埃”

"Nay," said the King with a laugh. "One must come first. Art Corin's elder by full twenty minutes. And his better too, let's hope, though that's no great mastery." And he looked at Corin with a twinkle in his eyes.

“不然，”国王哈哈笑着说道，”必定有一个先生出来的。你是科林的哥哥，比他早生足足三十分钟。你也比他好，让我们希望如此，尽管那也不是什么了不得的优势。”他瞧着科林，眼睛里闪闪发亮。

"But, Father, couldn't you make whichever you like to be the next King?"

“但父王，你不能让你所喜欢的儿子做下一任国王吗?”

"No. The king's under the law, for it's the law makes him a king. Hast no more power to start away from thy crown than any sentry from his post."

“不能。国王是受法律制约的，因为规定他做国王的是法律。国王无权脱离王冠，正如哨兵无权脱离岗位一样。”

"Oh dear," said Cor. "I don't want to at all. And Corin - I am most dreadfully sorry. I never dreamed my turning up was going to chisel you out of your kingdom."

“天啊，”科奥说，”我压根儿不要做国王。科林呀——我万分诚惶诚恐地感到抱歉，我做梦也没有想到我的出现，会把你从你的王国里排挤出去埃”

"Hurrah! Hurrah!" said Corin. "I shan't have to be King. I shan't have to be King. I'll always be a prince. It's princes have all the fun."

“乌拉！乌拉！，”科林说道，”我不用做国王了，我不用做国王了。我将永远做个王子。做王子最开心最好玩。”

"And that's truer than thy brother knows, Cor," said King Lune. "For this is what it means to be a king: to be first in every desperate attack and last in every desperate retreat, and when there's hunger in the land (as must be now and then in bad years) to wear finer clothes and laugh louder over a scantier meal than any man in your land."

“科奥啊，你兄弟只知道玩儿，更正确的道理是，”国王伦恩说，”做一个国王，就是意味着在每次拼命的战斗中身先士卒，在每次亡命的退却中沉着殿后，国土上出现饥馑的时候(歉收的年头必定时常要闹饥荒的)，倒要衣服穿得好一点，对着不够吃饱的饭食，也要比你国土上任何人笑得更响亮。”

When the two boys were going upstairs to bed Cor again asked Corin if nothing could be done about it. And Corin said:

两个孩子到楼上去睡觉时，科奥又问科林，这事是否就这么定了，就毫无办法可想了。科林说：

"If you say another word about it, I'll - I'll knock you down."

“如果你再提到这件事，我就——我就把你打倒在地。”

It would be nice to end the story by saying that after that the two brothers never disagreed about anything again, but I am afraid it would not be true. In reality they quarrelled and fought just about as often as any other two boys would, and all their fights ended (if they didn't begin) with Cor getting knocked down. For though, when they had both grown up and become swordsmen, Cor was the more dangerous man in battle, neither he nor anyone else in the North Countries could ever equal Corin as a boxer. That was how he got his name of Corin Thunder-Fist; and how he performed his great exploit against the Lapsed Bear of Stormness, which was really a Talking Bear but had gone back to Wild Bear habits. Corm climbed up to its lair on the Narnian side of Stormness one winter day when the snow was on the hills and boxed it without a time-keeper for thirty-three rounds. And at the end it couldn't see out of its eyes and became a reformed character.

故事结束时最好交代一下：从此以后，两兄弟之间就永远再也没有什么意见分歧了；但我担心这样讲是不确实的。事实上他们俩时常吵架打架，就像任何两个孩子一样，而他俩的打架(如果真的打起来了)，结果总是科奥被打倒在地。他们俩长大成人时，都成了武士，虽然科奥在战斗中是更加凶猛的，然而，作为拳击手，科奥也好，北方各国里的任何英雄好汉也好，都不能同科林媲美。他便是如此这般获得了”霹雳拳击手科林”的美名的，便是如此这般压倒了暴风雨峰”堕落的熊”，建立了巨大功勋的。它原来确实是头会说人话的熊，后来却倒退到野熊的习性和习惯中去了。在山中积雪的一个冬日里，科林攀登暴风雨峰纳尼亚一侧，走到熊窝那儿，计时器也不带，挥拳猛击那熊三十三个回合。打到后来，那熊眼睛发黑，看也没法儿看了，是那熊又被改变过来了。

Aravis also had many quarrels (and, I'm afraid, even fights) with Cor, but they always made it up again: so that years later, when they were grown up, they were so used to quarrelling and making it up again that they got married so as to go on doing it more conveniently. And after King Lune's death they made a good King and Queen of Archenland and Ram the Great, the most famous of all the kings of Archenland, was their son. Bree and Hwin lived happily to a great age in Narnia and both got married but not to one another. And there weren't many months in which one or both of them didn't come trotting over the pass to visit their friends at Anvard.

阿拉维斯和科奥也吵了许多架(我担心甚至打过架哩)，但他们总是又言归于好。好几年以后，他们都长大成人了，他们还是习惯于吵架又重新和好，所以他们干脆就结了婚，以求吵了又和好起来更加方便。国王伦恩去世后，他们便成了阿钦兰优秀的国王和王后；他俩所生的儿子伟大的拉姆，是阿钦兰历代国王中最著名的。布里和赫温都在纳尼亚幸福地活到了高龄，都结婚了，但它们并未结为夫妇。往往隔不了几个月，它们之中的一个或它们两个，总要小跑着经过关隘，来拜访它们的在安瓦德的老朋友.

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