the horse and his boy_c·s·刘易斯- 第6部分

〃tell　him　to　mind　his　own　business；　hwin；〃　said　the　girl。

〃no；　i　wont；　aravis；〃　said　the　mare　putting　her　ears　back。　〃this　is　my　　escape　just　as　much　as　yours。　and　im　sure　a　noble　war…horse　like　this　is　not　going　to　　betray　us。　we　are　trying　to　escape；　to　get　to　narnia。鈥�

〃and　so；　of　course；　are　we；〃　said　bree。　〃of　course　you　guessed　that　at　　once。　a　little　boy　in　rags　riding　（or　trying　to　ride）　a　war…horse　at　dead　of　night　couldnt　　mean　anything　but　an　escape　of　some　sort。　and；　if　i　may　say　so；　a　highborn　tarkheena　riding　　alone　at　night　…　dressed　up　in　her　brothers　armour　…　and　very　anxious　for　everyone　to　mind　　their　own　business　and　ask　her　no　questions　…　well；　if　thats　not　fishy；　call　me　a　　cob！鈥�

〃all　right　then；〃　said　aravis。　〃youve　guessed　it。　hwin　and　i　are　running　　away。　we　are　trying　to　get　to　narnia。　and　now；　what　about　it？鈥�

〃why；　in　that　case；　what　is　to　prevent　us　all　going　together？〃　said　bree。　　〃i　trust；　madam　hwin；　you　will　accept　such　assistance　and　protection　as　i　may　be　able　to　　give　you　on　the　journey？鈥�

〃why　do　you　keep　talking　to　my　horse　instead　of　to　me？〃　asked　the　girl。

〃excuse　me；　tarkheena；〃　said　bree　（with　just　the　slightest　backward　tilt　of　　his　ears）；　〃but　thats　calormene　talk。　were　free　narnians；　hwin　and　i；　and　i　suppose；　if　　youre　running　away　to　narnia；　you　want　to　be　one　too。　in　that　case　hwin　isnt　your　horse　　any　longer。

one　might　just　as　well　say　youre　her　human。鈥�

the　girl　opened　her　mouth　to　speak　and　then　stopped。　obviously　she　had　not　　quite　seen　it　in　that　light　before。

〃still；〃　she　said　after　a　moments　pause；　〃i　dont　know　that　theres　so　　much　point　in　all　going　together。　arent　we　more　likely　to　be　noticed？鈥�

〃less；〃　said　bree；　and　the　mare　said；　〃oh　do　lets。　i　should　feel　much　more　　fortable。

were　not　even　certain　of　the　way。　im　sure　a　great　charger　like　this　knows　　far　more　than　we　do。鈥�

〃oh　e　on；　bree；〃　said　shasta；　〃and　let　them　go　their　own　way。　cant　you　　see　they　dont　want　us？鈥�

〃we　do；〃　said　hwin。

〃look　here；〃　said　the　girl。　〃i　dont　mind　going　with　you；　mr　war…horse；　but　　what　about　this　boy？　how　do　i　know　hes　not　a　spy？鈥�

〃why　dont　you　say　at　once　that　you　think　im　not　good　enough　for　you？〃　　said　shasta。

〃be　quiet；　shasta；〃　said　bree。　〃the　tarkheenas　question　is　quite　　reasonable。　ill　vouch　for　the　boy；　tarkheena。　hes　been　true　to　me　and　a　good　friend。　and　hes　　certainly　either　a　narnian　or　an　archenlander。鈥�

〃all　right；　then。　lets　go　together。〃　but　she　didnt　say　anything　to　shasta　　and　it　was　obvious　that　she　wanted　bree；　not　him。

〃splendid！〃　said　bree。　〃and　now　that　weve　got　the　water　between　us　and　　those　dreadful　animals；　what　about　you　two　humans　taking　off　our　saddles　and　our　all　　having　a　rest　and　hearing　one　anothers　stories。鈥�

both　the　children　unsaddled　their　horses　and　the　horses　had　a　little　grass　　and　aravis　produced　rather　nice　things　to　eat　from　her　saddle…bag？　but　shasta　sulked　　and　said　no　thanks；　and　that　he　wasnt　hungry。　and　he　tried　to　put　on　what　he　thought　　very　grand　and　stiff　manners；　but　as　a　fishermans　but　is　not　usually　a　good　place　for　　learning　grand　　

manners；　the　result　was　dreadful。　and　he　half　knew　that　it　wasnt　a　success　　and　then　became　sulkier　and　more　awkward　than　ever。　meanwhile　the　two　horses　were　　getting　on　splendidly。　they　remembered　the　very　same　places　in　narnia　…　〃the　　grasslands　up　above　beaversdam〃　and　found　that　they　were　some　sort　of　second　cousins　once　　removed。　this　made　things　more　and　more　unfortable　for　the　humans　until　at　last　bree　　said；　〃and　now；　tarkheena；　tell　us　your　story。　and　dont　hurry　it　…　im　feeling　　fortable　now。鈥�

aravis　immediately　began；　sitting　quite　still　and　using　a　rather　different　　tone　and　style　from　her　usual　one。　for　in　calormen；　story…telling　（whether　the　stories　are　　true　or　made　up）　is　a　thing　youre　taught；　just　as　english　boys　and　girls　are　taught　　essay…writing。　the　difference　is　that　people　want　to　hear　the　stories；　whereas　i　never　heard　　of　anyone　who　wanted　to　read　the　essays。

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CHAPTER　THREE

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at　the　gates　of　tashbaan　　〃mr　name；〃　said　the　girl　at　once；　〃is　aravis　tarkheena　and　i　am　the　only　　daughter　of　kidrash　tarkaan；　the　son　of　rishti　tarkaan；　the　son　of　kidrash　tarkaan；　the　　son　of　ilsombreh　tisroc；　the　son　of　ardeeb　tisroc　who　was　descended　in　a　right　　line　from　the　god　tash。　my　father　is　the　lord　of　the　province　of　calavar　and　is　one　who　　has　the　right　of　standing　on　his　feet　in　his　shoes　before　the　face　of　tisroc　himself　（may　he　　live　for　ever）。

my　mother　（on　whom　be　the　peace　of　the　gods）　is　dead　and　my　father　has　　married　another　wife。　one　of　my　brothers　has　fallen　in　battle　against　the　rebels　in　　the　far　west　and　the　other　is　a　child。　now　it　came　to　pass　that　my　fathers　wife；　my　step…　mother；　hated　me；　and　the　sun　appeared　dark　in　her　eyes　as　long　as　i　lived　in　my　fathers　　house。　and　so　she　persuaded　my　father　to　promise　me　in　marriage　to　ahoshta　tarkaan。　now　this　　ahoshta　is　of　base　birth；　though　in　these　latter　years　he　has　won　the　favour　of　the　　tisroc　（may　he　live　for　ever）　by　flattery　and　evil　counsels；　and　is　now　made　a　tarkaan　and　the　　lord　of　many　cities　and　is　likely　to　be　chosen　as　the　grand　vizier　when　the　present　　grand　vizier　dies。

moreover　he　is　at　least　sixty　years　old　and　has　a　hump　on　his　back　and　his　　face　resembles　that　of　an　ape。　nevertheless　my　father；　because　of　the　wealth　and　power　of　　this　ahoshta；　and　being　persuaded　by　his　wife；　sent　messengers　offering　me　in　marriage；　　and　the　offer　was　favourably　accepted　and　ahoshta　sent　word　that　he　would　marry　me　this　　very　year　at　the　time　of　high　summer。

〃when　this　news　was　brought　to　me　the　sun　appeared　dark　in　my　eyes　and　i　　laid　myself　on　my　bed　and　wept　for　a　day。　but　on　the　second　day　i　rose　up　and　washed　my　　face　and　caused　my　mare　hwin　to　be　saddled　and　took　with　me　a　sharp　dagger　which　my　　brother　had　carried　in　the　western　wars　and　rode　out　alone。　and　when　my　fathers　　house　was　out　of　sight　and　i　was　e　to　a　green　open　place　in　a　certain　wood　where　there　　were　no　dwellings　of　men；　i　dismounted　from　hwin　my　mare　and　took　out　the　dagger。　　then　i　parted　my　clothes　where　i　thought　the　readiest　way　lay　to　my　heart　and　i　　prayed　to　all　the　　

gods　that　as　soon　as　i　was　dead　i　might　find　myself　with　my　brother。　after　　that　i　shut　my　eyes　and　my　teeth　and　prepared　to　drive　the　dagger　into　my　heart。　but　　before　i　had　done　so；　this　mare　spoke　with　the　voice　of　one　of　the　daughters　of　men　and　said；　　〃o　my　mistress；　do　not　by　any　means　destroy　yourself；　for　if　you　live　you　may　yet　　have　good　fortune　but　all　the　dead　are　dead　alike。鈥�

〃i　didnt　say　it　half　so　well　as　that；〃　muttered　the　mare。

〃hush；　maam；　hush；〃　said　bree；　who　was　thoroughly　enjoying　the　story。　　〃shes　telling　it　in　the　grand　calormene　manner　and　no　story…teller　in　a　tisrocs　court　could　　do　it　better。

pray　go　on；　tarkheena。鈥�

〃when　i　heard　the　language　of　men　uttered　by　my　mare；〃　continued　aravis；　〃i　　said　to　myself；　the　fear　of　death　has　disordered　my　reason　and　subjected　me　to　　delusions。　and　i　became　full　of　shame　for　none　of　my　lineage　ought　to　fear　death　more　than　　the　biting　of　a　gnat。　therefore　i　addressed　mys