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CHAPTER SIXTEEN WHAT HAPPENED ABOUT THE STATUES（第1页）

CHAPTERSIXTEENEHESTATUES

“WHATaraordinaryplace!”criedLucy。“Allthosestoneanimals—a's—it'slikeamuseum。”

“Hush，”saidSusan，“Aslan'sdoihing。”

Hewasindeed。Hehadbouhestoneliohedowaitihewhiskedround—almostasifhehadbeenagitstail—ahedalsooonedwarf，whiber）wasstafromthelionwithhisbacktoit。Thenhepouallstonedryadwhichstoodbeyournedrapidlyasidetodealwithastoht，awotaurs。ButatthatmomentLucysaid，“Oh，Susan!Look!Lookatthelion。”

&you'veseealightedmatchtoabitofneerwhichisproppedupianunlitfire。Andforaseothiohavehappehenyouinystreakofflamegalohewaslikethatnow。ForasedafterAslahedupooneliohesame。Thenatinystreakofgoldbeganthiswhitemarblebaitspread—thentheedtoliastheflamelicksalloverabitofpaper—then，whilehishindquarterswerestillobviouslystohelionshookhismaneandalltheheavy，stonefoldsrippledintolivinghair。Theredmouth，warmandliving，andgaveaprodigiousyawn。Andnowhishindlegshadetolife。Heliftedohemandscratchedhimself。Then，havingcaughtsightofAslaboundingafterhimandfriskingroundhimwhimperiandjumpinguptolickhisface。

Ofcoursethe'seyesturofollowthelioheysaotheysotabouthim。Everywherethestatueswereihecourtyardlookednolongerlikeamuseum;itlookedmorelikeazoo。CreatureswererunningafterAslananddantillhewasalmosthiddeninthesteadofallthatdeadlywhitethecourtyardwasnowablazelossyutsidesohornsofunis，dazzlingplumageofbirds，reddy-brownoffoxes，dogsandsatyrs，yellowstodhoodsofdwarfs;andthebirch-girlsihebeech-girlsiragreen，andthelarch-girlsingreenshtthatitwasalmostyellow。Ahedeadlysilehewholeplagwiththesounds，brayings，yelpings，barkings，squealings，eighings，stampings，shsandlaughter。

“Oh!”saidSusanione。“Look!Iwosafe?”

LucylookedandsawthatAslanhadjustbreathedohesto。

“It'sallright!”shoutedAslanjoyously。“Oareputright，alltherestofhimwillfollow。”

“ThatwaslywhatImeant，”whisperedSusantoLucy。ButitwastoolatetodoanythingaboutitnowevenifAslanwouldhavelistehegei'slegs。Nowhewasmovi。Amomeedhiscluboffhisshoulder，rubbedhiseyesandsaid，

“Blessme!Imusthavebeenasleep。hatdrattedlittleWitchthatwasrunningaboutontheground。Somewherejustbymyfeetitwas。”Butwheneveryonehadshouteduptohimtoexplainwhathadreallyhappened，aheGianthadputhishandtotthemtorepeatitallagainsothatatlastheuheillhisheadwashaopofahaystadtouchedhiscaprepeatedlytoAslan，beamingalloverhishouglyfatsofanysortarenlandasaregood-temperedthattentooneyouhavewhenhisfaceisbeaming。It'sasightwellworthlookingat。）

“Nowfortheihishouse!”saidAslan。“Lookalive，everyoairsanddownstairsandinmylady'schamber!Leavenosearched。Youneverknowwheresomepoorprisonermaybecealed。”

Andieriortheyallrushedandforseveralmihewholeofthatdark，horrible，fustyoldcastleechoedwiththeopeningofitheveryone'svoutaton&#etthedungeons—Giveusahandwiththisdoor!—Here'salewindingstair—Oh!Isay。Here'saparoo。—Phew!Howitsmellsifortrap-doors—Uphere!Thereareawholelotmoreonthelanding!”ButthebestofallwaswhenLucycamerushingupstairsshoutingout，“Aslan!Aslan!I'vefoundMr。Tumnus。Oh，doequick。”

AmomentlaterLudthelittleFaunwereholdiherbybothhandsanddandandroundforjoy。Thelittleohewbeenastatueandwasofcourseveryiediellhim。

ButatlasttheransagoftheWitch'sfortresswasehewholeptywitheverydoorandwihelightaspringairfloodingintoallthedarkandevilplaceswhieededthemsobadly。Thewholecrowdofliberatedstatuessurgedbatothecourtyard。Anditwasthenthatsomeoumnus，Ithink）firstsaid，“Buthoi?”forAslanhadgotinbyajumpaeswerestilllocked。

“That'llbeallright，”saidAslan;andthen，risingonhishind-legs，hebawledupattheGiant。“Hi!Youupthere，”heroared。“What'syourname?”

“GiantRumblebuffin，ifitpleaseyourhonor，”saidtheGiaoughiscap。

&hen，GiantRumblebuffin，”saidAslan，“justletusoutofthis，willyou?”

&ainly，yourhonor。Itleasure，”saidGiantRumblebuffin。“Standwellawayfromthegates，allyoulittle'urodetothegatehimselfandbang—bahishugeclub。Thegatescreakedatthefirstblow，crackedatthesedshiveredatthethird。Theackledthetowersoneaandafterafewminutesandthuddingboththetoodbitofthewalloneachsidewentthunderingdoelessrubble;ahedustcleareditwasodd，standinginthatdry，grim，stonyyard，ththegapallthegrassandwavingtreesandsparkliheforest，andthebluehillsbeyondthatahemthesky。

“BlowedifIain'tallinamucksweat，”saidtheGiant，puffihelargestrailwayengine。“esofbeingoutof。Isupposeherofyouyoungladieshassugasapodkercheeaboutyou?”

“Yes，Ihave，”saidLudingontip-toesandholdingherhandkerchiefupasfarasshecouldreach。

“Thankyou，Missie，”saidGiantRumblebuffin，stoopingdowLucyghtforshefhtupinmid-airbetwee'sfihumb。Butjustasshewasgettingnearhisfacehesuddehelybathegroundmuttering，“Blessme!I'vepickedupthelittlegirlinstead。Ibegyourpardohoughtyouwasthehandkerchee!”

“No，no，”saidLug，“hereitis!”Thistimehemaitbutitwasonlyaboutthesamesizetohimthatasaetabletwouldbetoyou，sothatwhenshesawhimsittoandfrreatredface，shesaid，“I'mafraidit'snotmur。Rumblebuffin。”

“Notatall。Notatall，”saidthegiantpolitely。“anidkerchee。Sofine，sohandy。So—Idon'tknowhowtodescribeit。”

“Whataheis!”saidLunus。

“Ohyes，”repliedtheFaun。“AlltheBuffinsalwayswere。OrespectedofallthegiantfamiliesinNarnia。Notveryclever，perhaps（Ithatwas），butanoldfamily。Withtraditions，youknow。Ifhe'dbeeshe'durostone。”

AtthispointAslanclappedhispawstogetherandcalledforsilence。

“Ourday'sworkisover，”hesaid，“achistobefiedbeforebedtimewemustfileatonce。”

“Andjoinin，Ihope，sir!”addedthelargestofthetaurs。

“Ofcourse，”saidAslan。“Andnow!Thosewho'tkeepup—thatis，，dwarfs，andsmallanimals—mustrideonthebacksofthosewho—thatis，lioaurs，unis，hiahoodwiththeireiwithusliowherethebattleis。Looklivelyandsortyourselves。”

Andwithagreatdealofbustleaheydid。Themostpleasedofthelotwastheotherliorunningabouteverywherepretendingtobeverybusybutreallyiosaytoeveryo。“Didyouhearwhathesaid?UsLions。Thatmeanshimandme。UsLions。That'swhatIlikeaboutAslaand-off-ishness。UsLions。ThatmeanthimaleasthewentonsayingthistillAslanhadloadedhimupwiththreedwarfs，oworabbits，asteadiedhimabit。

Whenallwereready（itwasabigsheepdogedAslanmostihemsortedintotheirproperorder）theyseththegapilewall。Atfirstthelionsanosingaboutiions。Butthensuddehouhesdgaveabay。Therewaserthat。Soonallthedogsandlionsaherhuntinganimalsweregoingatfullspeedwiththeirheground，ahers，streakedoutforabouthalfamilebehindthem，werefollowingasfastastheycould。ThenoisewaslikeanEnglishfox-huerbecauseeverynowahemusicofthehoundswasmixedtheroaroftheotherliohefardeeperandmoreawfulroarofAslaeraheywebecameeasieraofollow。Aastheycametothelastanarrow，windingvalley，Lucyheardaboveallthesehernoise—adifferentone，whichgaveheraqueerfeeliwasasandshrieksandoftheetalagaial。

&heycameoutofthenarrowvalleyandatohereasooodPeterandEdmundaofAslan&#htielyagainstthecrowdofhorriblecreatureswhomshehadseenlastnight;onlynow，i，theylookedevenstrangerandmoreevilaherealsoseemedtobefarmoreofthem。Peter'sarmy—whichhadtheirbackstoher—lookedterriblyfew。Aatuesdottedalloverthebattlefield，soapparechhadbeenusingherwand。Butshedidobeusingitnow。Shewasfightioetershewasfightin—bothofthemgoingatitsohardthatLucycouldhardlymakeoutening;sheonlysawthestoer'sswordflashingsoquicklythattheylookedlikethreekhreesairwereier。Oneachsidetheli。Horriblethingseningwherevershelooked。

“Offmyback，，”shoutedAslaumbledoff。ThenwitharoarthatshookallNarniafromtheosttotheshoresoftheeasterbeastfluheWhiteWitch。LucysawherfaceliftedtowardhimforohanexpressionofterrorahenLionandWitchhadretherbutwiththeWiteath;andatthesamemomentallwar-likecreatureswhomAslaheWitch'shouserushedmadlyontheenemylines，dwarfswiththeirbattleaxes，dogswithteeth，theGiantwithhisdhisfeetalsocrusheddozensofthefoe），uniswiththeirhoraurswithswordsandhoofs。Aer'stiredarmycheered，andthenewersroared，andtheenemysquealedahewoodre-echoedwiththedinofthato。