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chater three the wd beeen the wrld（第1页）
UNCLEANDREWandhisstudyvanishedinstantly．Then，foramoment，everythingbecamemuddled．ThenextthingDigoryknewwasthattherewasasoftgreenlightcomingdownonhimfromabove，anddarknessbelow．Hedidn’tseemtobestandingonanything，orsitting，orlying．Nothingappearedtobetouchinghim．“IbelieveI’minwater，”saidDigory．“Orunderwater．”Thisfrightenedhimforasecond，butalmostatoncehecouldfeelthathewasrushingupwards．Thenhisheadsuddenlycameoutintotheairand，hefoundhimselfscramblingashore，outontosmoothgrassygroundattheedgeofapool．
Asherosetohisfeethenoticedthathewasneitherdrippingnorpantingforbreathasanyonewouldexpectafterbeingunderwater．Hisclotheswereperfectlydry．Hewasstandingbytheedgeofasmallpool-notmorethantenfeetfromsidetosideinawood．Thetreesgrewclosetogetherandweresoleafythathecouldgetnoglimpseofthesky．Allthelightwasgreenlightthatcamethroughtheleaves：buttheremusthavebeenaverystrongsunoverhead，forthisgreendaylightwasbrightandwarm．Itwasthequietestwoodyoucouldpossiblyimagine．Therewerenobirds，noinsects，noanimals，andnowind．Youcouldalmostfeelthetreesgrowing．Thepoolhehadjustgotoutofwasnottheonlypool．Thereweredozensofothers-apooleveryfewyardsasfarashiseyescouldreach．Youcouldalmostfeelthetreesdrinkingthewaterupwiththeirroots．Thiswoodwasverymuchalive．WhenhetriedtodescribeitafterwardsDigoryalwayssaid，“Itwasarichplace：asrichasplumcake．”
Thestrangestthingwasthat，almostbeforehehadlookedabouthim，Digoryhadhalfforgottenhowhehadcomethere．Atanyrate，hewascertainlynotthinkingaboutPolly，orUncleAndrew，orevenhisMother．Hewasnotintheleastfrightened，orexcited，orcurious．Ifanyonehadaskedhim“Wheredidyoucomefrom?”hewouldprobablyhavesaid，“I’vealwaysbeenhere．”Thatwaswhatitfeltlike—asifonehadalwaysbeeninthatplaceandneverbeenboredalthoughnothinghadeverhappened．Ashesaidlongafterwards，“It’snotthesortofplacewherethingshappen．Thetreesgoongrowing，that’sall．”
AfterDigoryhadlookedatthewoodforalongtimehenoticedthattherewasagirllyingonherbackatthefootofatreeafewyardsaway．Hereyeswerenearlyshutbutnotquite，asifshewerejustbetweensleepingandwaking．Sohelookedatherforalongtimeandsaidnothing．Andatlastsheopenedhereyesandlookedathimforalongtimeandshealsosaidnothing．Thenshespoke，inadreamy，contentedsortofvoice．
“IthinkI’veseenyoubefore，”shesaid．
“Iratherthinksotoo，”saidDigory．“Haveyoubeenherelong？”
“Oh，always，”saidthegirl．“Atleast-Idon’tknowaverylongtime．”
“SohaveI，”saidDigory．
“Noyouhaven’t，saidshe．“I’vejustseenyoucomeupoutofthatpool．”
“Yes，IsupposeIdid，”saidDigorywithapuzzledair，“I’dforgotten．”
Thenforquitealongtimeneithersaidanymore．
“Lookhere，”saidthegirlpresently，“Iwonderdidweeverreallymeetbefore？Ihadasortofidea-asortofpictureinmyhead-ofaboyandagirl，likeus-livingsomewherequitedifferent-anddoingallsortsofthings．Perhapsitwasonlyadream．”
“I’vehadthatsamedream，Ithink，”saidDigory．“Aboutaboyandagirl，livingnextdoor-andsomethingaboutcrawlingamongrafters．Irememberthegirlhadadirtyface．”
“Aren’tyougettingitmixed？Inmydreamitwastheboywhohadthedirtyface．”
“Ican’tremembertheboy’sface，”saidDigory：andthenadded，“Hullo！What’sthat？”
“Why！it’saguinea-pig，”saidthegirl．Anditwas-afatguinea-pig，nosingaboutinthegrass．Butroundthemiddleoftheguinea—pigthereranatape，and，tiedontoitbythetape，wasabrightyellowring．
“Look！Look，”criedDigory，“Thering！Andlook！You’vegotoneonyourfinger．AndsohaveI．”
Thegirlnowsatup，reallyinterestedatlast．Theystaredveryhardatoneanother，tryingtoremember．Andthen，atexactlythesamemoment，sheshoutedout“Mr。Ketterley”andheshoutedout“UncleAndrew”，andtheyknewwhotheywereandbegantorememberthewholestory．Afterafewminutesofhardtalkingtheyhadgotitstraight．DigoryexplainedhowbeastlyUncleAndrewhadbeen。
“Whatdowedonow？”saidPolly．“Taketheguinea—pigandgohome？”
“There’snohurry，”saidDigorywithahugeyawn．
“Ithinkthereis，”saidPolly．“Thisplaceistooquiet．It’sso-sodreamy．You’realmostasleep．Ifweoncegiveintoitweshalljustliedownanddrowseforeverandever．”
“It’sverynicehere，”saidDigory．
“Yes，itis，”saidPolly．
“Butwe’vegottogetback．”Shestoodupandbegantogocautiouslytowardstheguinea-pig．Butthenshechangedhermind．
“Wemightaswellleavetheguinea-pig，”shesaid．“It’sperfectlyhappyhere，andyourunclewillonlydosomethinghorridtoitifwetakeithome．”
“Ibethewould，”answeredDigory．“Lookatthewayhe’streatedus．Bytheway，howdowegethome？”
“Gobackintothepool，Iexpect．”
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