“What?”saidthee?Mewhatusedtyouahotmashofaneveningwhenyouwasoutofsorts?Mewhatrubbedyoudownproper?Mewhattoputyouryouifyouwasstandinginthe_cold?Iwouldn't'avethoughtitofyou,Strawberry。”
“Itdoesbegintoeback,”saidtheHhtfully。“Yes。Letmethihink。Yes,youusedtotieahorridblagbehiheomakemerun,andhoweverfarIranthisblagwouldalwaysbeilebehindme。”
“Wetoearn,see,”saidtheCabby。“Yoursthesameasmine。Andifthere'adn'tbeennoworkandnowhipthere'd'avebeennostable,nohay,nomash,andnooats。ForyoudidgetatasteofoatswhenIcouldafford'em,whiey。”
“Oats?”saidtheHuphisears。“Yes,Iremembersomethingaboutthat。Yes,Iremembermoreandmore。Youwerealwayssittingupsomewherebehind,andIwasalwaysrunninginfront,pullingyouahing。IknowIdidallthework。”
“Summer,Igrantyou,”saidtheCabby。”'Otworkforyouandacoolseatforme。Butwhataboutwinter,oldboy,whenyouingyourselfwarmandIwassittihmyfeetlikeidmynosefairpinewiththewind,andmy'andsthatnumbI't'ardly'oldthereins?”
“Itwasahard,try,”saidStrawberry。“Therewasnograss。Allhardstones。”
“Tootrue,mate,tootrue!”saidtheCabby。“A'ardaysdidsaythosepaving-stofaironany'oss。That'sLunn'on,thatis。Ididn'tlikeithanwhatyoudid。Youwereatry'oss,andIwasaaosinginthechoir,Idid,downat'ome。Buttherewasn'talivihere。”
“Ohplease,please,”saidDigory。“Couldwegeton?TheLion'sgettingfurtherandfurtheraway。AndIdoeaktohimsodreadfullybadly。”
“Look'ere,Strawberry,”saidtheCabby。“Thisyounggen'leman'assomethingonhismiotalktotheLionabout;'imyou。Supposeyouwastolet'imrideonyourback(which'e'dtakeitverykindly)andtrot'imovertowheretheLionis。Ahelittlegirlwillbefollo>
“Ride?”saidStrawberry。“Oh,Iremembernow。Thatmeanssittingonmyback。Irememberthereusedtobealittleowo-leggerswhousedtodothatloohavelittlehard,squarelumpsofsomewhitestuffthathegaveme。Theytasted—oh,wonderful,sweeterthangrass。”
“Ah,that'dbesugar,”saidtheCabby。
&rawberry,”beggedDigory,“do,doletmegetupaoAslan。”
“Well,Idon'tmind,”saidtheHorse。“Notforonayouget。”
“GoodoldStrawberry,”saidtheCabby。“'un,I'llgiveyoualift。”DigorywassoononStrawberry'sbadquitefortable,forhehadriddenbare-backbeforeonhisownpony。
“rawberry,”hesaid。
“Youdon'thappeofthatwhitestuffaboutyou,Isuppose?”saidtheHorse。
“No。I'mafraidIhaven't,”saidDigory。
&'tbehelped,”saidStrawberry,a。
AtthatmomentalargeBulldog,whohadbeensniffingandstaringveryhard,said:“Look。Isn'tthereahesequeercreaturesoverthere,besidetheriver,urees?”
&heanimalslookedandsawUaillamongtherhododendronsandhopinghewouldn'tbenoticed。
“eon!”saidseveralvoices。“Let'sgoandfindout。”So,whileStrawberrywasbrisklytrottingawaywithDigoryiion(andPollyandtheCabbywerefollowingonfoot)mostofthecreaturesrushedtowardUhrrunts,andvariousnoisesofcheerfuli。
&nowgobackabitandexplainwhatthewholesehadlookedlikefromUndrew'spoihad'allthesameimpressiononhimasonthedthe。Forwhatyouseeandheardependsagooddealonwhereyouarestanding:italsodependsonwhatsortofpersonyouare。
&heanimalshadfirstappeared,Undrewhadbeenshrinkingfurtherandfurtherbatothethicket。Hewatchedthemveryhardofcourse;buthewasn'treallyieditheyweredoing,ohertheyweregoingtomakearushathim。LiketheWitch,heractical。Hesimplydidn'tAslanwasgoofeverykis。Allhesaw,hthesaw,wasalotofdangerouswildanimalswalki。Awhytheotheranimalsdidn'trunawayfromthebigLion。
&hegreatmomeheBeastsspoke,hemissedthewholepoint;foraratheriingreasoheLiunsinging,lowasstillquitedark,hehadrealizedthatthenoisewasasong。Andhehaddislikedthesongverymuch。Itmadehimthihiwanttothihehesunroseathesingerwasalion(“onlyalioohimself)hetriedhishardesttomakebelievethatitwasn'tsingingandneverhadbeensinging—asanylionmightinazooinourownworld。“Ofcourseit'treallyhavebeensingi,“Imusthaveimagi。I'vebeeioutoforder。Whoeverheardofalionsinging?”AndthelongeraheLionsang,theharderUomakehimselfbelievethathecbutr。roubleabtomakeyourselfstupiderthanyoureallyareisthatyouveryoftensudrewdid。HesoohingbutrinAslan'ssong。Soonhe'thaveheardanythingelseeveedto。AtheLionspokeandsaid,“Narniaawake,”hedidn'thearanywords:heheardonlyasnarl。AheBeastsspokeinanswer,heheardrowlings,bayings,andhowlings。Aheylaughed—well,youe。ThatwasworseforUhananythingthathadhappe。Suchahorrid,bloodthirstydinrybruteshehadneverheardiohisutterrageandhorror,hesawtheotherthreehumansactuallywalkingoutiomeettheanimals。
“Thefools!”hesaidtohimself。“eswilleattheringsalongwiththeandI'llogethomeagain。WhataselfishlittleboythatDigoryis!Ahersarejustasbad。Iftheywanttothrowawaytheirow'stheirbusiwhataboutme?Theydon'tseemtothinkofthat。hinksofme。”
Finally,dofanimalscamerushingtowardhim,heturnedandranforhislife。Andnowanyonecouldseethattheairofthatyoungworldwasreallydoilemangood。InLondonhehadbeenfartoooldtoruaspeedwhichwouldhavemadehimtowinthehundredyards'rayPrepsEngland。Hiscoattailsflyingoutbehindhimwereafi。Butofcourseitwasnouse。Manyoftheanimalsbehiowasthefirstruntheyhadevertakenintheirlivesandtheywerealllongiheirerhim!Afterhim!”theyshouted。“Perhapshe'sthatally-ho!Tantivy!Cuthimoff!Roundhimup!Keepitup!Hurrah!”
Inaveryfewmihemgotaheadofhim。Theylinedupinarowandbarredhisway。Othershemmedhiminfrombehind。Whereverhelookedhesawterrors。Antlersofgreatelksandthehugefaelephanttoweredoverhim。Heavy,serious-mindedbearsandbruntedbehindhim。Cool-lookingleopardsahsarcasticfaces(ashethought)staredathimaails。Whatstruckhimmostofallwasthenumberofopenmouths。Theanimalshadreallyopehstopatheyhadopehstoeathim。
Uremblingandswayingthiswayandthat。Hehadneverlikedanimalsatthebestoftimes,beingusuallyratherafraidofthem;andofcourseyearsofdoisonanimalshadmadehimhateahemfarmore。
“Now,sir,”saidtheBulldoginhisbusiness-likeway,“areyouaable,ormihatwaswhatitreallysaid;butallUndrewheardwas“Gr-r-rarrh-ow!”