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CHAPTER TWELVE STRAWBERRYS ADVENTURE（第1页）

CHAPTERTWELVESTRAWBERRYSADVENTURE

DIGORYkepthismhtshut。Hehadbeengrowingmoreandmoreunfortable。Hehopedthat，pened，hewouldn'tblubordoanythingridiculous。

“SonofAdam，”saidAslan。“AreyoureadytouhatyouhavedoomysweettryofNarniaontheverydayofitsbirth?”

“Well，Idon'tseewhatIdo，”saidDigory。“Yousee，theQueenrana>

“Iasked，areyouready?”saidtheLion。

“Yes，”saidDigory。Hehadhadforaseewildideaofsaying“I'lltrytohelpyouifyou'llpromisetohelpmyMother，”butherealizediheLionwasnotatallthesortofpersorytainswith。Butwhenhehadsaid“Yes，”hethoughtofhisMother，aofthegreathopeshehadhad，andhowtheywerealldyingahisthroatandtearsinhiseyes，aedout:“Butplease，please—won'tyou—'tyougivemesomethingthatwillcureMother?”UptillthenhehadbeenlookingattheLion'sgreatfeetandthehuge;now，inhisdespair，helookedupatitsface。risedhimasmuythinginhiswholelife。Forthetawdownnearhisownand（wonderreatshioodintheLioheyweresuchbig，brighttearsparedwithDigory'sownthatforamomeasiftheLionmustreallybesorrierabouthisMotherthanhewashimself。

“Myson，myson，”saidAslan。“Iknreat。OnlyyouandIinthislandknowthatyet。LetusbegoodtooIhavetothinkofhundredsofyearsinthelifeofNaryhtintothisworldwillebaiaagain。Butitbeyet。ItismywishtoplantinNarshewilloapproadthattreewillproteiafromherformahislandshallhavealhtmbeforeanyeoverthesun。Youmustgetmetheseedfromwhichthattreeistogrow。”

“Yes，sir，”saidDigory。Hedidn'tknoastobedoquitesurenowthathewouldbeabletodoit。TheLiondrebreath，stoopeditsheadevenlavehimaLion'skiss。AndatonceDigoryfeltthathandcoohim。

“Dearson，”saidAslan，“Iwilltellyouwhatyoumustdo。TurnandlooktotheWestadoyousee?”

&erriblybigmountains，Aslan，”saidDigory，“Iseethisriveringdownawaterfall。Aheclifftherearehighgreenhillswithforests。Ahherralookalmostbladthen，faraway，therearebigsnowymountaiogether—likepicturesoftheAlps。Ahosethere'snothingbutthesky。”

“Youseewell，”saidtheLion。“NowthelandofNarniaeerfallesdown，andonceyouhavereachedthetopofthecliffsyouwillbeoutofNarniaandiernWild。Youmustjhthosemountainstillyoufindagreehabluelakeinit，walledroundbymountaiheehereisasteep，greenhill。Ohathillthereisagardeerofthatgardenisatree。Pluapplefromthattreeandbringitbae。”

“Yes，sir，”saidDigain。Hehadn'ttheleastideaofhowhewastoclimbthedfindhiswayamoains，buthedidn'tliketosaythatforfearitwouldsoundlikemakihedidsay，“Ihope，Aslan，you'renotinahurry。Ishan'tbeabletogetthereandbackveryquickly。”

“LittlesonofAdam，youshallhavehelp，”saidAslaurheHorsewhohadbeenstalybesidethemallthistime，swishinghistailtokeepthefliesoff，ahhisheadoheversatiolediffiderstand。

“Mydear，”saidAslantotheHorse，“wouldyouliketobeawingedhorse?”

YoushouldhaveseenhowtheHorseshookitsmaneandhowitsnostrilswidehelittletapitgavethegroundwithonebackhoof。Clearlyitwouldverymuchliketobeawionlysaid:

“Ifyouwish，Aslan—ifyoureallymean—Idon'tknowwhyitshouldbeme—I'mnotaverycleverhorse。”

“Bewiherofallflyinghorses，”roaredAslanishooktheground。“YournameisFledge。”

Thehorseshied，justasitmighthaveshiedintheold，miserabledayswhenitpulledaharoared。Itstraisneckbackasiftherewereaflybitingitsshouldersanditwaoscratchthem。Aasthebeastshadburstoutoftheearth，thereburstoutfromtheshouldersofFledgereadandgrew，largerthaneagles&#erthanswans&#erthanangels'wingsindows。Thefeathersshodcoppercaveagreatsweepwiththemaheair。

&aboveAslanandDigoryhesnhed，ahen，aftergohem，hedroppedtotheearth，allfourhoofstarised，butextremelypleased。

“Isitgood，Fledge?”saidAslan。

“Itisverygood，Aslan，”saidFledge。

“WillyoucarrythislittlesonofAdamonyourbaountainvalleyIspokeof?”

“What?Now?Atonce?”saidStrawberry—e，aswemustnowcallhim—“Hurrah!e，littleone，I'vehadthingslikeyouonmybackbef，longago。Whenthereweregreenfields;andsugar。”

“WhatarethetwodaughtersofEvewhisperingabout?”saidAslan，turningverysuddenlyonPollyandtheCabby'swife，whohadinfamakingfriends。

“Ifyouplease，sir，”saidQueehatiswhathe'sas），“Ithilegirlwouldlovetogotoo，ifitweren'tnotrouble。”

“WhatdoesFledgesayaboutthat?”askedtheLion。

“Oh，Idon'tmindtwo，hey'relittleones，”saidFledge。“ButIhopetheElephawanttoeaswell。”

&hadnosuchwish，andthenewKingofhtheup:thatis，hegaveDighheaveaPollyasgentlyanddaintilyonthehorse'sbackasifsheweremadeofdmightbreak。“Theretheyare，Strawberry—Fledge，Ishouldsay。Thisisarumgo。”

“Donotflytoohigh，”saidAslan。“Dooverthetopsofthegreatitains。Lookoutforthevalleys，thegreenpladflythroughthem。Therewillalwaysbeawaythrough。Ahmyblessing。”

“OhFledge!”saidDigory，leaningforattheHorse'sglossyhisisfun。Holdo，Polly。”

&thetrydroppedawaybehem，andwhirledroundasFledge，likeahugepigeon，ceortwicebefoffonhislowardflight。Lookingdown，PollycouldhardlyseetheKingandtheQueen，andevenAslanhimselfwashtyellowspotrass。SoonthewindwasintheirfadFledgeswioasteadybeat。

AllNarnia，mahlawnsandrodheatherasoftrees，layspreadoutbelowthem，theriverwindingthroughitlikearibbonofquicksilver。Theycouldalreadyseeoverthetopsofthelowhillswhiorthwardht;beyondthosehillsagreatmoorlalyupanduptothehorizohemountainsweremuchhigher，buteverynowaherewhenyoucouldsee，betweensteeppineseofthesouthernlandsthatlaybeyondthem，lookingblueandfara>

“That'llbewhereArdis，”saidPolly。

&lookahead!”saidDigory。

FreatbarrierofcliffsrosebeforethemadazzledbythesunlightdanthegreatwaterfallbywhichtheriverroarsandsparklesdownintoNarhehighwesternlandsinwhichitrises。Theywereflyingsohighalreadythatthethuhosefallslyjustbeheardasasmall，thinsound，buttheywerehighenoughtoflyoverthetopofthecliffs。