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chater digry and hi uncle（第1页）
ITwassosudden，andsohorriblyunlikeanythingthathadeverhappenedtoDigoryeveninanightmare，thatheletoutascream．InstantlyUncleAndrew’shandwasoverhismouth．“Noneofthat！”hehissedinDigory’sear．“Ifyoustartmakinganoiseyourmather’llhearit．Andyouknowwhatafrightmightdotoher．”
AsDigorysaidafterwards，thehorriblemeannessofgettingatachapinthatway，almostmadehimsick．Butofcoursehedidn’tscreamagain．
“That’sbetter，”saidUncleAndrew．“Perhapsyoucouldn’thelpit．Itisashockwhenyoufirstseesomeonevanish．Why，itgaveevenmeaturnwhentheguinea-pigdidittheothernight．”
“Wasthatwhenyouyelled？”askedDigory．
“Oh，youheardthat，didyou？Ihopeyouhaven’tbeenspyingonme？”
“No，Ihaven’t，”saidDigoryindignantly．“Butwhat’shappenedtoPolly？”
“Congratulateme，mydearboy，”saidUncleAndrew，rubbinghishands．“Myexperimenthassucceeded．Thelittlegirl’sgone-vanished-rightoutoftheworld．”
“Whathaveyoudonetoher？”
“Sentherto-well-toanotherplace．”
“Whatdoyoumean？”askedDigory．
UncleAndrewsatdownandsaid，“Well，I’lltellyouallaboutit．HaveyoueverheardofoldMrs。Lefay？”
“Wasn’tsheagreat-auntorsomething？”saidDigory．
“Notexactly，”saidUncleAndrew．“Shewasmygodmother．That’sher，there，onthewall．”
Digorylookedandsawafadedphotograph：itshowedthefaceofanoldwomaninabonnet．Andhecouldnowrememberthathehadonceseenaphotoofthesamefaceinanolddrawer，athome，inthecountry．HehadaskedhisMotherwhoitwasandMotherhadnotseemedtowanttotalkaboutthesubjectmuch．Itwasnotatallaniceface，Digorythought，thoughofcoursewiththoseearlyphotographsonecouldneverreallytell．
“Wasthere-wasn’tthere-somethingwrongabouther，UncleAndrew？”hesaid．
“Well，”saidUncleAndrewwithachuckle，“itdependswhatyoucallwrong．Peoplearesonarrow-minded．Shecertainlygotveryqueerinlaterlife．Didveryunwisethings．Thatwaswhytheyshutherup．”
“Inanasylum，doyoumean？”
“Ohno，no，no，”saidUncleAndrewinashockedvoice．“Nothingofthatsort．Onlyinprison．”
“Isay！”saidDigory．“Whathadshedone？”
“Ah，poorwoman，”saidUncleAndrew．“Shehadbeenveryunwise．Therewereagoodmanydifferentthings．Weneedn’tgointoallthat．Shewasalwaysverykindtome．”
“Butlookhere，whathasallthisgottodowithPolly？Idowishyou’d-”
“Allingoodtime，myboy，”saidUncleAndrew．“TheyletoldMrs。LefayoutbeforeshediedandIwasoneoftheveryfewpeoplewhomshewouldallowtoseeherinherlastillness．Shehadgottodislikeordinary，ignorantpeople，youunderstand．Idomyself．ButsheandIwereinterestedinthesamesortofthings．ItwasonlyafewdaysbeforeherdeaththatshetoldmetogotoanoldbureauinherhouseandopenasecretdrawerandbringheralittleboxthatIwouldfindthere．ThemomentIpickedupthatboxIcouldtellbytheprickinginmyfingersthatIheldsomegreatsecretinmyhands．ShegaveitmeandmademepromisethatassoonasshewasdeadIwouldburnit，unopened，withcertainceremonies．ThatpromiseIdidnotkeep．”
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