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CHAPTER FIFTEEN THE WONDERS OF THE LAST SEA（第2页）

ButwhenthedrippingMousehadreachedthedeedoutalliheSeaPeople。

&!”hecheeped。“Sweet，sweet!”

“Whatareyoutalkingabout?”askedDriniancrossly。“Ashakeyourselfalloverme，either。”

&hewater'ssweet，”saidtheMouse。“Sweet，fresh。Itisn'tsalt。”

Foramomeookiahis。ButthenReepiorerepeatedtheoldprophecy:

&heeet，

Doubtnot，Reepicheep，

&heutterEast。”

&everyoood。

&mehaveabuelf，”saidDrinian。

Itwashandedhimaandupit。Thewatersholikeglass。

“PerhapsyourMajestywouldliketotasteitfirst，”saidDrinianto。

&ookthebubothhaohislips，sipped，thendrankdeeplyandraisedhishead。Hisfacewasotoeverythingabouthimseemedthter。

“Yes，”hesaid，“itissweet。That'srealwater，that。I'misn'tgoingtokillme。ButitisthedeathIwouldhave—ifI'dknownaboutittillnow。”

“Whatdoyoumean?”askedEdmund。

“It—it'slikelightmorethananythingelse，”said。

“Thatiswhatitis，”saidReepicheep。“Dri。Wemustbeveryheworldnow。”

Therewasamoment'ssilehedownonthededdrankfromthebucket。

“It'stheloveliestthiasted，”shesaidwithakindofgasp。“Butoh—it&#。Weshan'thingnow。”

Andonebyoneeverybodyonboarddrank。Andftimetheywereallsilealmosttoowellandstro;aheybegantoherresult。AsIhavesaidbefore，therehadbeentoomuchlighteversiheislandofRamahnottoohot），theseatht，theairtooshining。grewnoless—ifanything，itiheycouldbearit。Theycouldlhtupatthesunwithoutblinking。Theyhtthantheyhadeverseehededthesailandtheirownfadbodiesbecamebrighterandbrighterandeveryropeshom，whenthesunrose，imesitsoldsize，theystaredhardintoitandcouldseetheveryfeathersofthebirdsthatgfromit。

Hardlyaokenonboardallthatday，tillaboutdiime（edahewaterwasenoughforthem）Driniansaid:“I'tuhis。Thereishofwind。Thesailhaheseaisasflatasapowedriveonasfastasiftherewereagalebehindus。”

“I'vebeenthinkingthat，too，”said。“Wemustbest。”

“H'm，”saidEdmund。“That'snotsoheWorldreallyhasanedgeandwe&#。”

“Youmean，”said，“thatwemightbejustwell，pouredoverit?”

“Yes，yes，”criedReepicheep，ghispawstogether。“That'showI'vealwaysimagiheWorldlikeagreatrouhewatersofalltheodlesslype。Theshipwilltipupstandonherhead—foroweshallseee—andthen，down，dowhespeed—”

“Andwhatdoyouthiingforusatthebottom，eh?”saidDrinian。

“Aslan'stryperhaps，”saidtheMouse，itseyesshinihereisn'tanyboesdownforeverawhateveritis，won'titbeworthanythingjusttohavelookedforobeyoheworld。”

“Butlook—here，”saidEustace，“thisisallrot。Theworld'sround—Imean，roundlikeaball，able。”

“Ourworldis，”saidEdmund。“Butisthis?”

“Doyoumeantosay，”asked，“thatyouthreearoundworld（roundlikeaball）andyou'veoldme!It'sreallytoobadofyou。Becausewehavefairy-talesinwhichthereareroundworldsandIalwayslovedthem。IherewereanyrealoI'vealwayswishedtherewereandI'vealwayslooliveinone。Oh，I'dgiveanything—Iwonderwhyyoutoourworldaoyours?IfonlyIhadthece!Itmustbeexgtoliveonathinglikeaball。Haveyoueverbeeswherepeopleside-down?”

Edmundshookhishead。“Anditisn'tlikethat，”headded。“There'snothingparticularlyexgaboutaroundworldwhenyou'rethere。