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CHAPTER SIXTEEN FAREWELL TO SHADOWLANDS（第1页）

CHAPTERSIXTEEOSHADOWLANDS

IFonewithoutgettingtired，Idon'tthinkonewouldoftenwanttodoatheremightbespecialreas，anditeadeEustatlyshout:

“Isay!Steady!Lookwhatwe&#to!”

A。FornowtheysawbeforethemPoolahePoolthehighunclimbabled，pdownthecliffs，thousandsoftonsofwatereverysed，flashinglikediamondsinsomepladdark，glassygreeheGreatWaterfall;ahuwasintheirears。

“Don'tstop!Furtherupandfurtherin，”calledFarsight，tiltinghisflightalittleup>

“It'sallverywellforhim，”saidEustace，butJewelalsocriedout:“Don'tstop。Furtherupaakeitinyourstride。”

HisvoicelyjustbeheardabovetheroarofthewaterbuteveryohehadpluhePool。Aerbehindhim，withsplashaftersplash，alltheothersdidthesame。Thewaterwasnotbitingcoldasallofthem（andespeciallyPuzzle）expected，butofadeliyess。TheyallfoundtheywereswimmingstraightfortheWaterfallitself。

“Thisisabsolutelycrazy，”saidEustaund。

“Iknow。A—”saidEdmund。

“Isn'titwonderful?”saidLucy。“Haveyounotie'tfeelafraid，eveo?Tryit。”

“ByJove，herone，”saidEustaceafterhehadtried。

JewelreachedthefootoftheWaterfallfirst，butTirianwasonlyjustbehindhim。Jillwaslast，soshecouldseethewholethiheothers。ShesawsomethingwhitemovingsteadilyupthefaceoftheWaterfall。ThatwhitethingwastheUni。You'ttellwhetherhewasswimming，buthemovedher。Thepointofhishorerjustabovehishead，anditcascadedoutintworainbow-coloredstreamsallroundhisshoulders。JustbehindhimgTirian。Hemovedhislegsandarmsasifhewereswimmiraightupwards:asifoneupthewallofahouse。

WhatlookedfuheDalloptheyhadalloutofbreath，butnow，astheyswarmedandwriggledupwards，therelentyofsplutteringandsneezingamowasbecausetheywouldkeep，aheybarkedtheygottheirmouthsandnosesfullofwater。ButbeforeJillhadtimetohesethingsfully，shewasgoierfallherself。Itwasthesortofthingthatwouldhavebeenquiteimpossibleinourworld。Evenifyouhadn'tbeendrowned，youwouldhavebeeopiecesbytheterribleweightailessjagsofrothatworldyoucoulddoit。Youwenton，upandup，withallkiedlightsflashingatyoufromthewaterandallmannerofcoloredstonesflashingthroughit，tillitseemedasifyouwereguplightitself—andalwayshigherahesewouldhaveterrifiedyouifyoucouldbeterrified，butlateritwasonlygloriouslyexdthenatlastohelovely，smoothgreenwhichtheouredoverthetopandfoundthatoonthelevelriverabovetheWaterfall。Thetwasragawaybehindyou，butyouweresuderfulswimmerthatyouakeheadwayagainstit。Soontheywereallonthebank，drippingbuthappy。

Alongvalleyopenedaheadasnow-mountains，nowmuearer，stoodupagainstthesky。

“Furtherupandfurtherin，”criedJewelandinstantlythey>

TheywereoutofNarnianoiernWildwhieitherTiriaerheEaglehadeverseeheLoryandtheLadyPollyhad。“Doyouremember?Doyouremember?”theysaid—andsaiditinsteadyvoicestoo，withoutpanting，thoughthewholepartywasnfasterthananarrowflies。

“What，Lord?”saidTirian。“Isittheoriestell，thatyoutwojourheverydaytheworld>

“Yes，”saidDigory，“aomeasifitwereoerday。”

“Andonaflyinghorse?”askedTirian。“Isthatparttrue?”

&ainly，”saidDigory。ButtheDogsbarked，“Faster，faster!”

SotheyranfasterawasmorelikeflyingthanrunniheEagleoverheadwasgoinghey。Ahroughwindierwindingvalleyaeepsidesofhillsahaheotherside，followingtheriveraimesgitandskimmingaouheywerelivis，tillatlastatthefarendofonelonglakewhichlookedasblueasaturquoise，theysawasmoothgreenhill。Itssidesasthesidesofapyramidandroureenwall:butabovethewallrosethebrareeswhoseleaveslookedlikesilveralikegold。

“FurtherupandfurtheriheUnidnooneheldback。Theychargedstraightatthefootofthehillahemselvesrunningupitalmostaswaterfromabrokenwaverunsuparockoutatthepoihoughtheslopewasnearlyassteepastheroofofahouseandthegrasswassmoothasabowlinggreen，nooneslipped。Oheyhadreachedtheverytopdidtheyslowup;thatwasbecausetheyfoundthemselvesfaggreatgoldengates。Andforamomehemwasboldenoughtotryifthegateswouldopen。Theyallfeltjustastheyhadfeltaboutthefruit“Darewe?Isitright?itbemeantforus?”

Butwhiletheywerestandingthusagreathorn，wonderfullylouda，blewfromsomewhereiwalledgardeesswungopen。

Tirianstoodholdihandwwhowouldeout。Andwhatcamewasthelastthinghehadexpected:alittle，sleek，bright-eyedTalkiharedfeatherstuaitsheadapawrestingonalongsword。Itbowed，amostbeautifulbow，andsaidinitsshrillvoie，intheLion'sherupandfurtherin。”

&iriansawKierandKingEdmundandQueenLucyrushforwardtokneeldowheMouseandtheyallcriedout“Reepicheep!”AndTiriawiththesheerwo，forhewaslookihegreatheroesofNarheMousewhohadfoughtatthegreatBattleofBerunaandafterwardsailedtotheWorld'sendwithKingtheSeafarer。Butbeforehehadhadmuchtimetothinkofthishefelttwarmsthrownabouthimaabeardedkissonhisdheardawellrememberedvoig:“What，lad?Artthidtallersiouchedthee!”

ItwashisoodKingErlian:butnotasTirianhadseenhimlastwhehimhomepaleandwoundedfromhisfightwiththegiairianrememberedhiminhislateryearswhenhewasagray-headedwarrior。Thiswashisfather，youngandmerry，ashecouldjustrememberhimfromveryearlydayswhenhehimselfhadbeenalittleboyplayihhisfatherilegardenatCairParavel，justbeforebedtimes。Theverysmellofthebread-aohaveforsuppercameba。