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CHAPTER FOURTEEN THE TRIUMPH OF THE WITCH（第1页）
CHAPTERFOURTEERIUMPHOFTHEWITCH
ASsooeAslansaid，“Wemustmovefromthisplace，itwillbewaherpurposes。tonightattheFordsofBeruna。”
Ofcourseeveryonewasdyingtoaskhimhowhehadarrahewitch;buthisfacewassternandeveryone'searswerestillringingwiththesoundofhisroarandsonobodydared。
Afterameal，whichwastakenintheopenairoop（forthesunhadgbynrass），theywerebusyforawhiletakingthepaviliondoagsup。Beforetwoo'clocktheywereonthemardsetoffierlydire，walkingataneasypacefortheyhadno。
DuripartofthejourneyAslaerhisplanof。“Assoonasshehasfinishedherbusiheseparts，”hesaid，“theWitdhercrewwillalmostlyfallbacktoherHouseandpreparefe。Youmayormayocutheroffaherfrit。”Hetheooutliwoplansofbattle—theeopleinthewoodandanotherforassaultile。Aimeheeterhowtoducttheoperations，sayingthingslike，“Youmustputyourtaursinsudsuchaplaustpostscoutstoseethatshedoesn'tdoso-and-so，”tillatlastPetersaid，“Butyouwillbethereyourself，Aslan。”
“Igiveyou，”aheLioinuedgivierhisinstrus。
ForthelastpartofthejourwasSusanandLuostofhim。Hedidnottalkverymudseemedtothemtobesad。
Itwasstillafterheytoaplacewheretherivervalleyhadwideandtheriverwasbroadandshallow。ThiswastheFordsofBerunaandAslaohaltonthissideofthewater。ButPetersaid，“Wouldn'titbebettertothefarside—forfearsheshhtattaything?”
Aslaohavebeenthinkingaboutsomethingelse，rousedhimselfwithashakeofhismagmaneandsaid，“Eh?What'sthat?”Petersaiditallain。
“No，”saidAslaninadullvoice，asifitdidn'tmatter。“makeanattaight。”Andthenhesigheddeeply。Butpresentlyheadded，“Allthesameitwaswellthoughtof。Thatishowashttothink。Butitdoesn'treallymatter。”Sotheyproceededtopitchtheircamp。
Aslan'smoodaffectedeveryoeveerwasfeelingunfortabletooattheideaoffightileonhisowAslanmightherehadeasagreatsho。Supperthateveningwasaquietmeal。Everyohowdifferentithadbeenlastm。Itwasasifthegoodtimes，havingjustbegun，werealreadydrawingtotheirend。
ThisfeeliedSusansomuchthatshe'tgettosleepwheobed。AndaftershehadlaingsheepandturningoverandoversheheardLucygivealongsighandturbesideherinthedarkness。
“'tyougettosleepeither?”saidSusan。
“No，”saidLucy。“Ithoughtyou。Isay，Susan!”
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“I'veamostHorriblefeeling—asifsomethingwerehangingoverus。”
“Haveyou?Because，asamatteroffact，sohaveI。”
&hingaboutAslan，”saidLucy。“Eithersomedreadfulthingisgoingtohappentohim，orsomethihathe'sgoingtodo。”
“There'sbeehingwrongwithhimallafternoon，”saidSusan。“Lucy!Whatwasthathesaidabouthusatthebattle?Youdon'tthinkhecouldbestealingawayandleavingustonight，doyou?”
“Whereishenow?”saidLucy。“Ishehereinthepavilion?”
“Idon'tthinkso。”
“Susa'sgooutsideandhavealookrouseehim。”
“Allright。Let's，”saidSusajustaswellbedoingthataslyingawakehere。”
&lythetwropedtheirwayamohersleepersaofthetent。ThemoonlightwasbrightahingwasquitestillexceptfortheherivergoverthestohenSusansuddenlycaughtLuandsaid，“Look!”Onthefarsideofthegground，justwherethetreesbegaheLionsloayfromthemintothewood。Withoutawordtheybothfollowedhim。
&hemupthesteepslopeoutoftherivervalleyalytht—apparentlybytheverysameroutewhichtheyhadusedthatafternoonintheHilloftheStoable。Onahem，intodarkshadowsandoutintopalemooheirfeetwetwiththeheavydew。HelookedsomehowdifferentfromtheAslaailandhisheadhunglowandhewalkedslowlyasifhewerevery，verytired。Theheyweregawideopeherewherenoshadowsforthemtohideioppedandlookedround。Itwasntorunawaysothey。Whentheywerecloserhesaid，“Oh，，，whyareyoufollowingme?”
