CHAPTERSEVEUREENDED
“LOOKatwhat?”saidEdmund。
“Lookatthedevithegold,”said。
“Alittlehammerwithadiamolikeastar,”saidDrinian。“Why,I'veseenthatbefore。”
&!”said。“Why,ofcourseyouhave。ItisthesigNarhisistheLordO-ring。”
“Villain,”saidReepicheepton,“haveyoudevouredaNarnianlord?”Butthedragonshookhisheadviolently。
“Orperhaps,”saidLucy,“thisistheLordO,turon—ument,youknow。”
“Itbeeither,”saidEdmund。“Alldragogold。ButIthinkit'sasafeguessthatOgothisisland。”
&heLordO?”saidLucyton,andthesadlyshookitshead,“Areyousomeoed—someonehuman,Imean?”
Itly。
Andthensomeonesaid—peopledisputedafterwardwhetherLuundsaiditfirst—“You'reayce?”
&aoddedhisterribledragohumpedhistailintheseaandeveryoneskippedbaeofthesailorswithejasIwillnotputd)toavoidtheenormousandboilingtearswhihiseyes。
Lucytriedhardtoandevenscreweduphercetokissthescalyfaearlyeveryonesaid“HardludseveralassuredEustacethattheywouldallstandbyhimandmanysaidtherewassuretobesomewayofdisenghimandthey'dhavehimasrightasraininadayortwo。Andofcoursetheywereallveryanxioustohearhisstory,buthe'tspeak。Morethahedaysthatfollotedtowriteitforthemonthesand。But,thisneversucthefirstplaceEustaeverhaviherightbooks)hadotellastht。Andf,themuserveson-clawsthathehadtousehadowriteabuiltfanyway。Asaresultheheeidedwashedawayallthewritihebitshehadalreadytroddenonoratalyswishedoutwithhistail。Andallthatanyonehadseehihedotsareforthebitshehadsmudgedout—
&OSLEE。。。RGOSAGRONSIMEANDRAWASDEADANDAWINGSOHAR。。。WOKEUPANDCOU。。。GETOFFFMIARMOHBOTHER。。。
Itwas,however,cleartoeveryoace'scharacterhadbeenratherimprovedbybeingadragon。Hewasanxioustohelp。Heflewoverthewholeislandandfounditwasallmountainousandinhabitedonlybywildgoatsanddrovesofwildswihesehebroughtbaycarcassesasprovisionsfortheship。Hewasaveryhumaoo,forhecoulddispatchabeastwithoneblowofhistailsothatitdidn'tknoresumablystilldoesn'tknow)ithadbeeeafewhimself,ofcourse,butalwaysalone,fornowthathewasadragonhelikedhisfoodrawbutheeverbeartoletothersseehimathismessymeals。Andoneday,flyingslowlyairiumph,heborebapagreattallpireewhichhehadtornupbytherootsinadistantvalleyandwhiadeintoacapitalmast。Andintheeveningifitturnedchilly,asitsometimesdidaftertheheavyrains,hewasaforttoeveryohewholepartywouldeandsitwiththeirbasthishotsidesawellwarmedanddried;andonepuffofhisfierybreathwouldlightthemostobstiimeshewouldtakeaselectpartyforaflyonhisback,sothattheycouldseewheelihemthegreeherockyheights,thenarrowpit-likevalleysandfaroutovertheseatotheeastotofdarkerblueonthebluehorizonwhichmightbeland。
Thepleasure(quiteohim)ofbeiillmore,oflikingotherpeople,tEustadespair。Foritwasverydrearybeingadragon。Heshudderedwhesightofhisowionasheflewoveramouedthehugebatlikewings,thesaw-edgedridgeonhisbadthecruel,curvedclaws。Hewasalmostafraidtobealohhimselfahewasashamedtobewiththeothers。Ontheeveningswhebeingusedasahot-waterbottlehewouldslinkawayfromthedliecurleduplikeashewoodaer。Onsuchos,greatlytohissurprise,Reepicheepwashismosttforter。ThenobleMousewouldcreepawayfromthemerrycircleatthecampfireandsitdownbythedragon'shead,welltothewindwardtobeoutofthewayofhissmokybreath。TherehewouldexplainthateacewasastrikingillustratiournofFortune'swheel,andthatifhehadEustaceathisownhouseinNarnia(itwasreallyaholenotahouseandthedragon'shead,letalonehisbody,wouldedin)heorethanahundredexampless,dukes,knights,poets,lovers,astronomers,philosophers,andmagis,whohadfallenfromprosperityidistressinganyhadredlivedhappilyeverafterward。Itdidnot,perhaps,seemsoveryfatthetime,butitwaskiaaeverfotit。
Butofcoursewhathungovereveryonelikeacloudroblemofwhattodowiththeirdragoheywerereadytosail。Theytriednottotalkofitwhehere,buthe'thelpslike,“Wouldhefitallalongohededwe'dhavetoshiftallthestorestotheothersidedownbelowsoastobalance,”or,“Wouldtowinghimbeanygood?”or“Wouldhebeabletokeepupbyflying?”and(mostoftenofall),“Buthowarewetofeedhim?”Aacerealizedmoreasidayheboardhehadbeenanunmitigatedhewaserill。Andthisateintohismind,justasthatbraceletateint。Hekoworsetotearatitwithhisgreatteeth,buthe'thelptearingnowandthen,espehotnights。
AboutsixdaysaftertheyhadlandedonIsland,Edmuoveryearly。Itwasjustgettinggraysothatyoucouldseethetree-trunksiftheywerebetweenyouaherdire。Ashewokehethoughtheheardsomethingmoving,soheraisedhimselfononeelbowahim:ahoughthesawadarkfiguremovingontheseawardsideofthewood。Theideathatatonceoindwas,“Arewesosuretherearehisislandafterall?”Theitian—itwasabhtsize—buthekhadbeetohimandcouldseethathehadn'tmoved。Edmuhathisswordwasinitspladtheoie。
Hesoftlytotheedgeofthewoodandthedarkfigurewasstillthere。HesawnowthatitwastoosmallfordtoobigforLucy。Itdidnotrunaway。Edmunddreasabouttogethestrarangersaidinalowvoice,“Isthatyou,Edmund?”
“Yes。Whoareyou?”saidhe。
“Don'tyouknowme?”saidtheother。“It'smeEustace。”
“Byjove,”saidEdmund,“soitis。Mydearchap—”
“Hush,”saidEustadlurchedasifheweregoingtofall。
“Hello!”saidEdmund,steadyinghim。“What'sup?Areyouill?”
&acewassilentfthatEdmundthoughthewasfainting;butatlasthesaid,“It'sbeenghastly。Youdon'tknow。。。butit'sallrightnow。Couldwegoandtalksomewhere?Idon'twahersjustyet。”
&her,anywhereyoulike,”saidEdmund。“Wedsitontherocksoverthere。Isay,Iamgladtoseeyyain。Youmusthavehadaprettybeastlytime。”
&otherodsatdownlookingoutacrossthebaywhiletheskygotpalerahestarsdisappearedexceptfhtonelowdowhehorizon。
“Iwon'ttellyouhowIbecamea—adragontillItelltheetitallover,”saidEustace。“Bytheway,Ididn'tevenknowitwasadragontillIheardyouallusingthewordwhenIturherm。IwanttotellyouhowIstoppedbeingone。”
“Fireahead,”saidEdmund。
&nightIwasmoremiserablethahatbeastlyarm-ringwashurtihing—”
“Isthatallrightnow?”
&acelaughed—adifferentlaughfromanyEdmundhadheardhimgivebefore—ahebraceleteasilyoffhisarm。“Thereitis,”hesaid,“andanyonewholikeshaveitasfarasI'med。Well,asIsay,Iwaslyingawakeaohwouldbee。A,mindyou,itmayhavebeenalladream。Idon'tknow。”
“Goon,”saidEdmund,withsiderablepatience。
“Well,anyway,Ilookedupandsawtheverylastthied:ahugelioningslowlytowardme。Ahingwasthattherewasnomoonlastnight,buttherewasmoohelionwas。Soitearerandnearer。Iwasterriblyafraidofit。Youmaythinkthat,beingadragon,Icouldhaveknoylionouteasilyenough。Butitwasn'tthatkindoffear。Iwasn'tafraidofiteatingme,Iwasjustafraidofit—ifyouderstacamecloseuptomearaightintomyeyes。AndIshutmyeyestight。Butthatwasn'tatoldmetofollowit。”